Janelle's Story
We had been trying unofficially for about 2+
years, when I knew that something was wrong.
I was 27 when I was referred to Dr. Tureck by
my ob/gyn. After being evaluated and test were
performed - they discovered that both of my tubes
were blocked. I took it quite hard, but I had
faith in science.
So after much thinking I decided
to try to have my tubes repaired — after
surgery they told me that there was a lot of
damage and that my chances of conceiving was
about 20% — to
me that was alot better then 0%. So we had fun
trying, until I realized that maybe things weren't
going to well in there. Test confirmed that scar
tissue had blocked one of the tubes completely
and about 3/4 of the other. So back to the operating
room I went to have both tubes removed (an option
that I was given the first time but I chose to
try to have them repaired first).
After surgery
I was having surgery remorse — like why
didn't I get a second opinion, why didn't I ask
if there was any other alternatives? But I got
my self together, after I enjoyed my summer and
took my mind of "babies" we decided
I was up for a dance with IVF (we waited until
September).
After having my case reviewed the
clinic also decided that I was a good candidate
and off to the consultation and drugs I went
— early October. The drugs threw me for
a loop I was so darn moody, and anxious that
I could not get myself together. However, after
a while I adjusted to the "needle schedule" and
before I new it I was getting the blood draws
and ultrasounds every other day.
It was time
for the egg retrieval and I had produced 24 eggs.
Out of the 24 eggs, 22 fertilized. Out of the
22 that fertilized, 20 went to "blast" — I
waited five days instead of three days. They
informed me I had all quality "blast",
so they would put the one in that had matured
first. So, on December 21st, I was closer to
pregnancy then I had ever been. I continued my
meds and then the dreaded 2 week-wait begin,
which was to end on Jan 2.
I was extremely anxious.
I was so edgy and snappy - I believed in my heart
that it had worked, but I was also scared to
get my hopes up. Happy New Year! We rang in the
New Year together and I did not drink "just in
case." On the way home I begged him to stop at
Walgreen's so I could get a test...I could not
bare to wait!
We arrived home and after I said
a little prayer, to give me strength, I ran up
to the bathroom. Seconds past and I saw the faintest
second pink line appear. However, I thought I
had willed my brain into seeing something that
was not there. I screamed for Hubby to check
the results. "What do you see?" I asked frantically. "Is
that another line?" I waited as he carefully
examined the test. He looked over and said to
me with a smile, "Congratulations!"
I did not
know if I should, scream or what... I waited
until Jan. 2 and it was confirmed through blood
work that I was pregnant, I continued the progesterone.
We could not be happier; my due date is September
8th. If it were not for the many wonderful people
in the office that helped us create life, I do
not think this would have been possible on my
own. We sincerely thank each and everyone I have
had the pleasure of meeting.
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