I had my WTF appointment today. Unfortunately I had to miss one of my favourite lesson plans on Stalin and the Purges today because I couldn't get a later appointment. Argh...I hate planning for a TOC (Teacher on Call). It's always double the work to plan for someone else.
Dr. C was rather prompt which was unusual. He typically runs about 15 mins late. We went over my latest failure. I know that fertility isn't an exact science, but it's a little frustrating when your RE looks at your charts and doesn't know why you're not getting pregnant. My follicles developed at a uniform rate which is what they want. Of the 12 retrieved, 10 fertilized. All but 1 of our 10 eggs were 8 cells on day 3. The majority were either grade 1 or 2 with only one grade 4. Even Sweets's count was the highest it's ever been. When we first started down this path a year ago, his samples were in the 1 to 5 million range. We kept telling ourselves, "It takes only one." This time his sample was at 48 million. Huge difference! Morphology appears to be the main issue now with his numbers being "borderline" as my RE put it. This cycle, for the most part, was an excellent cycle. The only problem was that it wasn't successful. And my RE doesn't know why. I suppose we can now be moved from the "Male Factor" category to the "Unexplained" category.
He seemed a bit rushed today, so I had to slow him down so that he could answer my questions. The main thing I wanted to know was whether an endometrial biopsy would be beneficial. He stated that there is no conclusive evidence that it's beneficial as there have been only limited studies done on this. However, if I wanted to get one done, he would do it. That was easy. So on Thursday I'm going in (missing another freaking day of work!) to get my uterus scraped. I'm sure it's as painful as it sounds. With all the torture I've put my body through, I hope to God that my baby when he/she is older appreciates the havoc my body has endured!
