Tag Archives: week 1

How To Read Blogs from Other Platforms?

7 May

Question for those of you who have been using wordpress for some time now: is there a way I can add to my ‘subscriptions’ blogs from other platforms like blogspot?

Things are Different

6 May

This cycle, things are different.

First of all, despite what I said earlier, my period is back to being long and voluminous. TMI: on Wednesday, I was under the impression that AF left the town and we had sex. Boy, was I happy my dearest hubby didn’t turn on the light when he went to the bathroom… Two days later, AF is still out and about. All in all, I believe long AF is good – it means my lining grows thick and fertile or so I want to believe.

My mood improved tremendously. I’m not fixed on ‘getting pregnant’ as much as I was last cycle, as I am focusing now on my career change plans. These thoughts are making me happy. They awakened me from my half-depressed half-asleep state of mind. So much so that yesterday I went out on my rollerblades in the nearby park, today I am going out for sushi with my friends and – the most important thing – I spent the whole day today creating.

I joined a glass mosaic class and today I was working on my project for about 7 hours straight. My back is killing me and my finger tips are covered in micro cuts and teeny-tiny splinters, but am I feeling happy!!!

I also submitted my application for the 6-month graphic design program, along with samples of my work. Keep my fingers crossed.

I feel like things are moving.

I feel rejuvenated.

And you know what? Birds are singing, sun is out, and a fat caterpillar crossed my path as I was struggling to stay up in my rollerblades yesterday.

Life is beautiful. You just need to stop and notice it.

How Much for a Baby?

6 May

There are those people that get pregnant on their own. The only expense they incur – is a pregnancy test. If it takes about 6 months for a healthy couple to get pregnant, and one test is about $15, then it’s safe to assume that it costs them about $90 to get pregnant (or, to be precise, to discover that they are pregnant).

Then you start using ovulation tests. These could cost about $50 a cycle. Plus pregnancy tests. $390 in total over another 6 months.

Then you go to fertility clinic. Now, my numbers are Canadian – we do have a pretty good medical coverage here. So far, the expenses we incurred were:

  • Initial exams for both of us – consultation with the doctor, blood tests for a whole number of things, ultrasounds of breasts, thyroid, whole abdomen and intravaginal ultrasound, sperm test – all free, brought to you by the provincial insurance
  • Once the diagnose is there, the clinic collects a one-time fee of $200 for an indefinite number of cycle monitorings (blood tests and ultrasounds and quick chats with doctors day after day after day). I have a friend who instead paid $35 for each cycle, and in her case she paid way more than that in the end.
  • Provera drug to trigger menses – about $20 (once you are ovulating, you won’t need provera anymore). 80% covered by work insurance.
  • Femara drug to trigger eggs growth – about $20 each cycle. 80% covered by work insurance.
  • Hormonal shot to trigger ovulation – $90 each cycle. Don’t know yet whether work insurance covers that.
  • And Pregvit vitamins – about $30 a month, 80% covered by insurance

So far, that’s it – $130 per month. I am not buying home pregnancy tests. The ones at fertility clinic are free. And more reliable.

There was no need in a progesterone shot post the ovulation or any other drugs (knock on wood). Not too bad.

IUIs, from what I heard, can run in $1000 per month ranges.

IVFs, from what I heard, can be up to $20,000 per try.

Adoption (now, this is really hearsay, I don’t know anyone personally who adopted) can be up to $50,000. Don’t ask me why on earth is it so expensive – they say that international agencies take tons of money to ensure that your baby was not bought on a slave market or something. I really hope this isn’t true. With so many lonely kids in the world, adoption should be free!!!

Fertilically Correct

5 May

You know, when I was little, I was taught to be polite and not to point and certainly not to say “you’re fat!” or ask “where is your leg?”

These days, the world is learning to be politically correct. You treat everyone as equals and don’t comment on any ‘differences’. At times, these new rules of conduct are a bit over the top (I mean, how exactly are you supposed to identify a wanted criminal if his skin colour is top-secret?), but overall – great initiative.

We don’t single out all those different, don’t point, don’t ask questions. We try and make everyone comfortable. Accepted.

So how come that childless women – childless families – were overlooked when this politically correct scheme was designed? Why is it okay to ask someone “why don’t you still have children?” How is this different from asking “why don’t you have a leg?” or “are you gay?” Why no one thought of explaining to people that infertility is a sort of disability, and a vulnerable one at that?

I think this should be explained to children in school. I think there needs to be a social campaign. I think people need to be made aware of how painful this (seemingly) innocent question is to some of us.

I think the world needs to get fertilically correct.

Pee Sticks

4 May

How many pee-sticks have you bought? Ever?

I have PCOS, so being late is the story of my life. I’ve been peeing on those pregnancy sticks for more than a decade now, long before I started TTC.


I mean, I remember the first stick I peed on. It was just that – a stick. A thick paper strip. You grab one end of it, dip the other in urine, and then wait. A bit gross but boy were they cheap!

And now? They are packed in all this plastic (talk about green house gas and environment protection), they have digital screens, some of them even tell you how far along you are. Next thing you know they’ll be making coffee while you wait for the results to develop.

It’s about $15 for each test. And one test is often not enough. And one cycle is almost never enough. I mean, seriously – can we go back to pee sticks that are just that – sticks?

And We’re On!

4 May

And we’re on with the next cycle. Today is CD4, cycle 2.

My period started on Sunday and I was in a lot of pain on Monday. But my periods seem to be getting shorter (it used to be ridiculously long, 7-8 days). Now it’s only CD4 and I am onto daily pads! Nice. TMI 🙂

I went to the Fertility Clinic for the first appointment of the cycle this morning.

Ultrasound – all good, no cysts were left behind from the previous cycle (and that’s a lot for “policystic ovary of all all policystic ovaries”, to quote my doc).

He gave me 5 Femara pills and told me to come back on Tuesday, CD10.

The doctor was happy to see my positive attitude. In fact, he went into a long tirade on why he wants to repeat all the same things as in the previous cycle, as opposed to escalating to the next level. I was perplexed – we only did one cycle! But apparently he has lots of patients pushing IVF right from the get-go. Weird. I mean, those are really expensive (and I am young enough to wait a few months).

Anyhow… We’re on. Things are rolling. Femara now, next week we’ll be monitoring the growth of my eggs, then ovulation stimulation, then the 2ww (two-week-wait).

I am less excited than the previous time and more in a “let’s live life regardless” attitude. But that may change once I’m into 2WW…

I am a Woman

3 May

Last year when I went off the pill, I had no period for 5 months. And then for 3 months. And then for another 3 months. And even those rare menses were “brought to you by provera”.

I didn’t feel like a woman. Not even a middlesex. I felt… genderless.

Then right when we found ourselves in the fertility clinic with another pack of provera pills in my hand, I got my own period.

The treatment started, the two-week wait, the BFN…

But I feel grateful to have my period at all. The cramps, the amount, the everything. I had a cycle. I ovulated. I have my period back. I am a woman. Again.

And I will, I WILL get pregnant.