Apparently or so people always tell you the 3 most stressful things you can do in life are as follows;
Have a baby.
And then for us there’s the not so normal add on of have fertility treatment, in our case IVF.
We fully knew we were doing two of those in a year, get married and do IVF. We are lucky that it turned into three things, having a baby.
Then an unexpected fourth was thrown into the mix.
We moved house. 300 miles. From Wales to Essex. So hello there people of Essex, I’m now over that side of the country with you all.
I’m going to go through how things went for us in order of when they happened.
Today’s post is about IVF.
So this was stressful in ways that are very different to all the others, everything is out of your hands, out of your control. You put one of the most important things in your life in the hands of medical professionals.
There are points when you are undergoing fertility treatment that you just want to throw the towel in and scream “get me off this crazy train”.
The most stressful thing about it for me personally was when after you’ve had your eggs collected you wait for a fertilisation report the next day. I couldn’t sleep all that night. The clinic told me they would call between 8 and 9am. They called at 9.22, I was seriously unhinged at this point thinking the worst. You see unknown number flash up and you know it’s them, I don’t think my heart has ever raced so much. Luckily for us it was good news. 4 out of our 6 eggs fertilised.
Levels of stress during and IVF cycle are inhuman. It’s stressful as it is, then you’ve got all those artificial hormones you’re pumping into yourself in my case up to 4 times a day to deal with too.
The other very stressful part of IVF for us was after we had embryo transfer (Arabella was put back) I developed a serious condition called OHSS.
You can only get OHSS if you’ve been using fertility drugs, again another thing that the human body was never designed to deal with.
It started with a mild pain. It quickly got worse. My husband took me to A&E in the middle of the night. Neither of us knew what was happening.
I cannot describe the pain of OHSS other than tell you that I was telling doctors I wanted to die if they couldn’t help me. I would rather give birth again 10 times than have up go through that pain again. I would rather have a dental abscess. I’ve never known pain like this pain. It’s indescribable. We thought our chances of baby being ok were gone. The hospital wouldn’t check if the pregnancy was progressing for us as they told us it was too early.
I genuinely think you cannot understand the stress IVF puts you through mentally and physically unless you or someone closes to you has been through it.
I would say out of the 4, this experience was the most stressful.
In my next post I’ll be talking about wedding stress.
To finish off here’s a picture of me looking like a dork in my gown on the morning of egg collection.