So yesterday I called to see if I could get in for an IUI.
The nurses said no, that I should’ve known all these rules about using donor sperm that weren’t enforced last time we had an IUI there, and that nobody told me. It’s never been a secret with any of my care providers that I’m going to be using donor sperm, it’s only on my chart that I’m a lesbian who’s married to a woman. I could’ve potentially suggested that we thaw the sperm on the way to the lab, which seemed to be the issue, is that the lab didn’t want to have to thaw and wash the sample, but the lady who would need to approve it didn’t call me back for five hours, until the lab was closed, and couldn’t get me on the schedule for the next day.
But they did offer to let me schedule an insemination Sunday, but only if I drop the spermscile off today.
I wish I didn’t feel that they are both stupid and mean, but I do. I mean, if something needs to be scheduled by a certain time and someone calls trying to schedule it, but has an issue, don’t you make an effort to call them back before the deadline, or at least apologize if you don’t? And don’t blithely suggest we waste sperm by just inseminating another day without asking if I know how long it is between my surge and ovulation, if it would do any good.
I don’t know why but I’ve been super pissy and weepy lately. And just talking about this is getting to me. I want this whole ttc thing to be over, or at least to feel like someone (besides my wife and blogging buddies) is on my side in this.
So we’ve got a tank of Ginger Jesus sitting in our entry way. It can go to the lab where they will store it up to three months for the next time I ovulate (nobody told me the lab can do this, btw). Or we can try an at home insemination.
For chart nerds, here’s mine updated for today:
Also, here’s all my previous charts.