Kind of depressed right now. I have "The Incredibles"on the TV. I've never watched it till the end. The last time I remember seeing it I was in the hospital recovering from a myomectomy. In two weeks that will be exactly two years ago. I had so much hope at that point. I thought that there was no way the IVFs wouldn't work after the fibroid was removed. I guess I was wrong.
I remember exactly where I was when it all came crashing down. It was right after my first IVF. I was standing in a kitchen gadget store when I received the call on my cell phone that my pregnancy test was negative. I quickly left the store and started to cry. Even my husband was in shock. We transfered three embryos. I told DH that it didn't work and he said, "None of them?" Little did I know of the pain the next year would bring.
I've been meaning to make an OBGYN appointment soon. I've put anything involving getting probed "down there" off. Sometimes it's just too painful to deal with. Will I have more fibroids? Will my FSH be through the roof? Ignorance is bliss. At least for a little while anyway.