Hi Ladies
Eugh, this is the thread no one wants to ever post on, but here I am again! Well a little about me... This was my second ICSI, the first having failed in September last year. It was a long road to get to round two, with multiple ovarian cysts, crazy hormone levels and OHSS thrown in. Because of all those reasons and the fact we still got our perfect 8 cell embie I thought that fate was with us this time and it just had to work. Well, I was wrong. OTD is not until Thursday but the amount of blood I have lost and continue to lose tells me there is no shred of hope anymore. I began to bleed very early at 7dp3dt. At that stage there is always the hope that it was implantation blood, although I think in my heart I knew. The same happened last time, to the day. Its as if my body is too weak to cope with the thickness of the lining. I am only small, 5ft 1in and 7 ½ stone. I dont have periods really and so I think it is just been too much to bear. Each cycle the pattern has been the same. Bleed a week to the day after but only a tiny bit. It then stops and gives you that tiny false hope that it may just be implanting. Then a bit more the next day, but again it goes. Then nothing until day 4 when you know that its over. Im currently very heavy and its just a cruel reminder of the failure. I want to forget, not remember every time I go to the toilet. I have been taking paracetamol to mask the pain as I feel that I shouldnt have my body letting me know that it failed again.
Im not really sure how I feel, it changes. I know I feel terribly guilty as I feel that I have let everyone down again. DP is perfect, its my body letting us down. He is lovely and reassuring but its that natural feeling that I just cant shake. I think strangely I am dealing with this failure better than the first, which is odd. I have this sickening sense that we are coming to the end of our journey and that maybe its for the best. I know it is totally the wrong attitude but I cant keep doing this to my body physically and emotionally. I feel so sad for DP. He truly believed if I was more positive after transfer it would be different this time. I was and it has still not worked. I think he is struggling as we are both so out of control. The tears went quite quickly. The initial day I saw the blood was the worst, but then I just knew and began to move through it. I am just extremely angry. I am angry with God. I was blessed in church where I asked him for guidance and support and he let me down. Again I realise this is a very unhealthy attitude and I do hope im not offending anyone but I cant help these dark thoughts. We have to attend a family christening on Sunday for DPs cousin. I have told him why should I enter a house of God and celebrate his love for this little baby when he cant help us have ours. Why should I? I have lost my faith and it scares me. My mum says maybe he wants me to follow another path. Maybe, but why make us suffer so badly along the way? I feel as if I am being punished.
I genuinely believe now that I wont carry my child. We have been looking into adoption. It is something I could get excited about. I would do it now if we could. But DP wants one more try and I owe it to him to try again. Its the only other chance we have to have our own child. It is what he truly wants. I just want a family. I think I need closure on this, but understand DPs need to say we tried 100%. He said if we walk away now he will always think what if. I respect that, I just dont want this need consuming me anymore. Its so draining and I am tired now. After 5 years I am tired.
Please dont console me, I am ok. Save your strength for yourselves, we all need to be able to move forwards. I just came home from work with this need to write it all down and think I will feel more at peace now I have. I am scared that the sadness will hit me in a few weeks, I hope it doesnt. And I hope the anger goes away. It isnt a healthy thing.
I cant understand why good people are punished. Although saying that, in the middle of all this I landed my dream job. How can there be such happiness and such sadness all at once? I think we need a good holiday!
You are all brave ladies, many braver than me. This journey is awful, I can only imagine the joy it can bring. Sadly I feel I am not going to be one of those people. But it doesnt mean I wont get that happiness. I now realise I will, I just think it will be the result of a different path. But then I can tell my child that I chose them, mummy and daddy wanted to love you because you are special, so we came to find you and bring you home. Its all I want.
Thank you so much ladies. My heart goes out to all of you, all special in so many ways
Love Lolly xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx