Since my last post, a few things were up in the air. I had contacted my doctor, we were considering a new donor.
Here’s how everything shook out:
My doctor replied with a mildly paternalistic tone, which pissed me off a bit. But he will do a progesterone test and an HSG and wants us to try twice more before upping things. I am fine with doing those tests and trying once more. I replied to him and will wait to see what happens.
Update: I tried to call and schedule an HSG. I left two voicemails, got one callback (the sadly I accidentally sent to voicemail because I was driving and so rarely get phone calls, I swiped it the wrong way since I couldn’t look (see driving). The lady told me to call back with my expected first menstrual day for my periods for January, February, and March and they’d see when they could schedule it. Is it normal to have to wait almost four months to get in for that test?
Now I’m wondering if we should go on break until after we can do that test, just to make sure. The other option is just trying again and doing the progesterone test and hoping the third IUI is a charm. Although, we can do the progesterone test without using up a vial of sperm.
Another option is saying bye to the cheap option and going to the fertility place two ladies making babies go to. The plus side is, I haven’t heard anything bad about it, the bad side is, it may get more expensive than we want quickly. But so far bargain basement hasn’t gotten me knocked up.
So the options I see are:
- Don’t do additional testing, if I’m not pregnant by January, move on.
- Do the progesterone test, try to get for an HSG in January, if that’s good, try again.
- Wait to try again to get in for an HSG, if that’s good, go for it!
- Switch where we go from the local hospital to the fertility clinic.
I have to say, an HSG showing blocked tubes is something that would cause me to stop trying, as it would mean IVF, and I’m not willing to do IVF.
This isn’t going to be an easy decision to make.
About the donor. Latte’s kind of burnt out about the whole TTC thing. She’s been such a good sport for someone who has no interest in pregnancy and who used to joke about never wanting to live with a pregnant woman. I couldn’t ask her for more.
Anyway so I looked at a few donors. We’ve been limiting ourselves to certain banks for various reasons.
So I looked, my basic first criteria is that the donor must have some sort of artistic talent (pref. musical but art and painting are also okay– that’s hopefully hereditary).
After that, it’s mostly looking for things that we don’t like to see if they should be ruled out.
Our list of things we don’t like is long and probably a little prejudice. We’d rather not have dark eyes, as Latte likes my eyes and I got them from my beloved grandpa and there’s a better chance I pass them on if we have a fair-eyed donor.
I’m CMV Negative, so there’s that.
We’d prefer a donor who is either brand new or has a reported pregnancy, for the obvious reasons, but it’s not on the kill list of bad.
We’d prefer the donor not be too similar to me or different than Latte, so no Engineers, techies, business majors, etc.
Basically, the few souls who pass those criteria are the ones we’ve considered.
There were two we looked at.
Actor, who was an actor and wanted to do stage-stuff professionally. Unfortunately he didn’t seem musically gifted and was a business major. We looked at his baby pictures. And I’m a horribly superficial person. Couldn’t look past that plus the business degree. Not super-artistic except for the acting, which isn’t in Latte’s wheelhouse. So, we passed.
Then there was Mr. Almost Right, whose name is the last thing I’ll tell you about him.
He’s fathered twins (which Latte likes), his goal is to be a music history teacher (which is Latte’s dream job in another life), he’s played instruments for many, many years. His childhood photos are cute.
We were getting ready to think about ordering this guy, then we looked at his silhouette. I’m not the best looking person ever, but he had something seriously weird with his chin/neck situation. It wasn’t that he was overweight either. Uggo.
I feel bad, now that I look back, it sounds like I’m picking donors based only on looks, I’m not. They’re not going to get a ton of looking-good genes from me, and so I’d like the donor to be at least as comparatively good looking as my wife.
So we ordered Ginger Jesus’s little-kid/baby pictures. We still like him best. Also, he had eyebrows that looked like they would grow together as he got older, but I had a unibrow before I learned to do my eyebrows, so if I ever get knocked up, we’ll just have to deal with the awkward childhood unibrow, but that’s not too bad, is it?
We ordered two vials of IUI prepped Ginger Jesus this time.