SinkingIt has sunk in now. Normal service has been resumed in our house. The wailing, screaming, sobbing that can be heard from the street. The aimless pacing up and down.
It's still too early to call but it looks like this is failed IVF number one. That I can cope with. But the implications of such a poor response to the meds is a different story. Looks like my FSH is sky high this month. Should I start thinking about donor eggs??? We already ruled out donor sperm in favour of adoption, but that was only ever a hypothetical situation.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
No, let's save complete mental breakdown for Friday. I've come into this with a strong determination to make it work and something deep inside me still feels it can. And IUI worked for us before so I am a bit of a fan.
There's a piece on me in The Examiner today. Going to dry my eyes now and go and get me a copy.