I knew February wouldn't suck
I'd asked my doctor to call to discuss what we'd do in March for my valedictory IUI, and call he did. It was a nice conversation, one of the few times we've spoken when I wasn't seething with hormones, anger, or disappointment.
He asked me how I am. I said I'm feeling great, and incredibly I meant it.
"Did you try this month?" he asked. "Nope!" I said brightly, thinking about how good this break has been for me. Although I've thought every day about what happens next, I've deeply appreciated the luxury of not having to do anything about it.
And I know what happens next; though it took some haggling, I'm happy with what we've decided:
- Aggressive monitoring. My clinic doesn't usually monitor P4 and LH, but I was insistent on this point if I'm about to ovulate early, I want to know it so that we can at least try to salvage the cycle. "I'll write 'at patient's request,'" my doctor said. (Perhaps it was an unorthodox demand.) "Yeah, do that," I said pleasantly.
- Start stims at three amps, then back off to two. Last time I was on three amps the whole time, which might have moved things along too quickly.
Here's the best part: "We normally charge $500 for that, but we'd waive the charge for you so that we can follow along and see how you respond to their protocol." Free treatment! I feel like I've won the goddamn lottery. I'm not sure I'll take advantage of it, but it's good to have the option, and nice to know that customer loyalty no matter how ill-advised entitles me to one tiny perq. After all, every $500 I'm not spending on monitoring I can spend on home diagnostics.