Thursday, June 21, 2007

Popping Buttons

The things we go through when struggling with infertility - most people probably think of the emotional turmoil, the financial ramifications (no big vacation for us) and the many doctor appointments and medications. Me, I think of popping buttons; shirt buttons that is. The joy of fertility medication is the effect it has on your body. For me - one of those includes a "little" swelling on the top part - I can't just pull anything out of my closet to wear, but need to think about the looser clothes - one's without buttons down the middle. Though it is humorous to try on a top you always thought fit you, close the button and have it open itself immediately - luckily I only tried this twice before giving up and realizing that shirt can go in the back of the closet now. The emotional, financial and intimate relationship with the appointment desk at the doctor's office are all still there - though we've added the popping buttons - the need to provide some lighthearted amusement to the whole process seems to be built in for our enjoyment - maybe I will try on another button down shirt tomorrow...

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Gambling for Treatment

So within about a 15 minute drive of the Las Vegas strip there are 4 different fertility clinics. How do I know this you might ask? I was privileged enough to visit one of these "fine" institutions while in Vegas for a conference - yes, fertility treatment does not stop for anything. So it took calling 3 of the clinics before I could find one that would see an out-of-town patient, and apparently they assumed I was going to go gambling first so I could afford a visit to their office. Though that only would have worked at the $5 black jack table if I won every hand for a couple of hours. Amazing the Vegas office was twice as much as my DC office - and made me wait even longer. There was one thing I noticed that was very interesting. In DC I am usually the youngest looking patient in the office. In Vegas, I seemed to fit right in - whether people on the west coast just look younger or the multitude of wedding chapels gets people thinking about infertility at a younger age - I couldn't tell you - but in an odd way I felt a little more comfortable sitting in their waiting room (that was of course until I got the bill). The bottom line is, in dealing with infertility treatment the end result might be a gamble, but the treatment we never gamble with. Many people may be able to relate to the emotional side of infertility, but what they don't get is how it so controls every aspect of your life. I couldn't stop seeing a doctor for ever a couple of days, I checked in with the TSA about how to bring my needles and medication on the plane, I always have to make sure when it is time to give myself my shot I am with my medication, supplies and supposedly in a convenient place to do it - though I was privileged to give myself a shot on a turbulent plane. I refuse to gamble for treatment, besides the economic impact, the chance that there is something in my power to do - I must push full forward. The result is not up to me and I recognize that gamble and the payoff for winning...that's is something I would gamble all my money for.