Voices in my HeadStop the train! We're getting off. We will do this cycle au naturel and then take each subsequent cycle as it comes.
We have to give that 72% motility a fair go. We conceived fairly easily twice before the sperm stopped swimming properly. Head says no reason it won't work again, heart says baby at any cost. So we will give the head a cycle or two to fight its corner, then heart will take over.
I have an angel on my right shoulder, devil on my left. In my right ear I hear "Try to relax", "It happened before, it will happen again", "You've still got time". In my left I hear "Four year gap and counting", "Diminishing fertility", "Last call for babies".
I am already forty; I have measured out my life in coffee spoons from now until then. My thirties no longer belong to me, those years have been earmarked for fertility treatments, pregnancies and miscarriages. That's the devil talking. The angel reckons it will be worth it, I'll have my family by then. We'll see.