tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887803621891080578.post8748388363808960052..comments2022-05-28T05:23:20.296-07:00Comments on Infertile Private Parts: Scarlet UInfertile Private Partshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05183979389811078907noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2887803621891080578.post-55371987939224697802014-01-25T08:19:23.163-08:002014-01-25T08:19:23.163-08:00I would just like to let you know that I've sa...I would just like to let you know that I've sat here for the past hour reading through you entire journey. While reading & drinking my fertility tea... I've sobbed and laughed. My husband and I just started this journey. IUI cycle number three for us after trying for almost a year without any fertility treatments at all. While I was reading, my packaged arrived at the door with Gonal F injections, Ovidril, & progesterone... all part of the process. I just want you to know that I support you and I understand. Our first two tries were both failed attempts and each month I can't imagine moving forward just due to the highs and lows that come along with each cycle. My husband is not military and so he has been a great support through all of this. With your husband being away... and you left by yourself to get through each cycle... I just can't even fathom the strength you must have. I am amazed by you. We are considering IVF after this next IUI as well. It scares the shit out of me, but I just can't see myself doing IUI over and over again with hopes that it will take. I just want to move forward with knowing our chances are increased. I just started a blog this morning http://facingfertility.blogspot.com/ as I felt I just needed to vent a little bit. I've never blogged before, although being able to bitch and complain to an world I don't have to face every day seemed better than just hiding in my room all of the time. My two best friends both become pregnant last month, one with twins and my sister who is 4 years younger than I and who had been off BCP for only one month also just became pregnant last month. She told me the news at dinner, in public, where I clearly had to keep it together in front of all of those strangers. As soon as I had gotten through dinner, 3 glasses of wine later.. and sat into the car to go home with my husband, I truly just fell to pieces. That was my "hitting rock bottom" moment I think. For the first time, I allowed myself to cry, allowed myself to worry, and allowed myself to feel sorry for myself. This is such an insane struggle that you never imagine yourself being on. This was never in any kind of "plan" we had thought up when we were in our twenties. I often think, WTF did I do to deserve such a shitty set up. We have no known reason as to why I'm not getting pregnant. Which I think is worse than actually having a reason. Any ways.... this is way too long of a comment. Hah! Just wanted to say that I support you and I am wishing you all the best. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05743127122321013640noreply@blogger.com