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Whilst in Paris, I stopped in at Galleries Lafeyette. THE most amazingly beautiful department store I’ve ever seen!!
Whilst there I picked up a loose leaf “tea wand”. It’s beautiful!
Simply fill with your loose leaf tea of choice and pop in cup of hot water. Twirl it around a bit = lovely cuppa herbal !
Here’s me drinking my Ayurevedic “harmony” tea!
This week I have been very excited to start seeing a Zita West Accredited Acupunturist called Ian, who is based in Hove. Who knew there was one based in Hove!?
Whilst going through my case history and hearing myself talk about my diet and lifestyle, it sounded like I really shouldn’t have any trouble getting preggo. I don’t smoke or drink, I don’t eat crap food, I don’t drink caffeine as much as I would like to, I don’t do drugs and I take all the right supplements. I’m not stressed and I’m essentially happy.
So in reality, why isn’t it happening?
Maybe I should start blaming my hubby ?
Is there really anything more I can do? Or anything more I can restrict?
Whilst all around me my friends and colleagues announce their first babies, and then their second babies.
Infertility is like a silent scream, all day, everyday.
So just how bad is a laparoscopy?
Well, emotionally harder and physically more painful then I expected.
I had my lap in March after my 6 week ectopic was discovered. Sadly for me, it was developmentally normal and it had a heartbeat. But given I am a hardened infertile of over 6 years now, I never expected to walk away from this with a live baby. To a certain extent that has help protect me from a lot of heartache.
The whole situation happened very fast and the docs wouldn’t let me leave the hospital, I sat in the hospital corridor blubing for 3 hours before my surgery.
Coming round from surgery was pretty hardcore, I felt very sick and vomited quite a lot. The sounds of the other gynae patients around me is pretty horrible. One woman, out of her head on morphine, told me she had written a number of episodes of Coronation Street…..in her head. Bizarre!!
Spent that night not feeling very well, as the nurses woke me every few hours to check I was ok. The pain started the next day. Trapped wind is awful and more painful then you think. Peppermint oil in water is great though and moving around was better then lying down, even if I did have to wheel my drip around with me! Peppermint tea is good too.
I went home the next day and mainly just felt very tired and delicate. Recovery is fairly quick even though they sign you off work for 2 weeks! I have minimal scaring and emotionally I’m ok. Although I’ve only stopped crying daily recently.
What can you do when your alternative is death? Got to count myself lucky, I soppose?
This is a guest post written by my lovely friend Karen, who I met when I was in my early 20’s whilst at work. I thought she was “well cool” because she can speak, like, 10 languages and she’s a lawyer!!! She wrote this lovely story of hope all about her ICSI miracle babies.
This Easter weekend has been a bit of a special one for us. Easter Sunday was my gorgeous boy’s 6th birthday. He was born after our first round of ICSI back in 2007. And then Easter Monday was the two-year anniversary of our frozen embryos (from that same ICSI cycle) being transferred! And then today, the 22nd, my beautiful daughter is 15 months old!
When I hear other people’s stories, I know how very very lucky we were to have success first time after both ICSI and a frozen embryo cycle. In no small part it was definitely down to the very wonderful people at the Esperance Hospital’s Assisted Conception Unit. For us they couldn’t have been better and I would rate their embryologists as second to none.
But I think just being relaxed and positive was a huge contributor too. How I achieved that is anybody’s guess because I am one of the biggest stress monkeys you could ever wish to meet! But I always approached the process as just that – a process. It was something I didn’t have any specific control over until those little babies implanted themselves in my expectant womb. Everything else was down to other people, medicine, fate… And so I couldn’t control/change/blame myself for doing anything wrong if it didn’t happen. And I never entered the process thinking that it may not happen, either. Again, so strange for me because I always worry about what could have/would have/should have been.
If I could only tell all of you going through IVF how to achieve that calm, positive approach, I would bottle it and give it to you all for free. But it definitely seemed to work for us. I did dabble with a little acupuncture (more on that separately). In fact less than a year before we went for IVF I was a physical and emotional mess. The lovely people at Dragon acupuncture clinic in Brighton put me back together and maybe the soothing calming effect of acupuncture stood me in good stead.
Not even Hospitilisation for OHSS when I got pregnant with my son could break my positive spirit.
So keep the faith ladies! I’m no spring chicken at 42 now and definitely won’t be going through any more fertility treatment. But whatever your age or your history, I wish you all the very very best in your quest for a family.
Finally, I think I feel normal.
I’ve been sick for 2 weeks now. Actually, properly, sick. I still have a horrible, hacking cough but, I feel well and not unhappy.
Moving on from the ectopic was actually very hard, made harder by having to have the methotrexate injection. But now there is some distance between me and the “event” I actually feel ok. In fact, not being able to TTC for 3 months due to the methotrexate is a welcome relief and a welcome break from my Infertility. I little bit of positive in a world full of negative. I cant even try to get up the duff for another month and a half.
So thats me in a nutshell really. Not a lot to report, but I’m just trying to reach my new normal. It is also weird that I can no longer be categorised as infertile, given I’ve been pregnant twice in 11 months. That fact alone gives me some real hope for my future ttc chances.
I’m back on the supplements now too. I’m trying a new one called Macqui. Its an anti-inflamatory and an anti-oxident. Its great for anti-aging basically. Hopefully it will anti-aging my tired, old eggs!
I am still really struggling with trying to quit Caffeine. Argh!! Why?? I can quit absolutely everything else with no issue, including cigarettes, why cant I quit coffee???!!!
I’m setting myself a 7 day challenge. No starbucks and no sugar for 7 days. Do you think I can do it?
I have been meaning to write this post for about 3 weeks. But a few things have been happening and I have been pretty busy and a bit pre-occupied more recently.
Anyway, after the “I am fat” post, I have religiously stuck to a diet and exercise plan. I have been really disciplined and determined. In fact I have become pretty single minded when it comes to losing this lard!
The diet plan was basically cutting out all sugar and eating salad, nuts and yogurt, and not much else!
Exercise-wise, these days I can only manage 3 days per week in the gym, but with the help of the lovely Kelly, I had begun to see some real results. Sadly, I cannot do any more personal training with Kelly as she has childcare issues, so I’ll just have to motivate myself now.
So I have lost 1 stone! Pretty pleased with those results. I’ve posted a before and after picture. To be honest, I really cannot see any difference but the scales say otherwise. I’ll take that!
Can you see a difference?