Hello to all out there in Conceiving Concepts.com. It's nice to join you, and I hope you don't mind another soul with her two cents to contribute.
You may or may not be familiar with me already as the blogger who writes at missionimpossibleinfertile for several years thus far about just how angst provoking, nail to-the-bleeding-quick biting, goddamn expensive and plain old stressfull negotiating the IF treadmill is.
Since I'm saying hello for the first time here at CC, I feel I must heavily disclaim that I have had the proverbial Happy Ending in the form of healthy IVF twins born after a drama filled pregnancy and on a background of a stirrup-intensive experience from the patient side of the IF treatment treadmill. Please don't click over to my main site of the reading about vomitus related hijinks and naptime dramas is a little to innapropritate for your current situation.
But if it helps any, I've been there, and plan to be again sometime very soon as Spouse and I re-enter the world of sparrow-fart early ultrasound probes in rude locations in search of infant number three.
In the meantime, feel free to pull up a virtual chair, ask any burning questions you may have pent up and generally try not to think to hard about follistim as I work up to a back story (delivered over several entries) of just how getting to IVF, loss of pregnancy to lethal defect and then bonus high risk multiple pregnancy leads me to my current befuddled state.
I really do look forward to 'splaining myself much further.
In the near future.
Oh, and since my day job (I must shamefully confess) is actually medical, I have the advantage of having BEEN the owner of the genitals on display to the embryologist, RE and assorted hangers on as well as being the person on the other side of the consultation desk.
Believe me when I say we really don't care about south of the border grooming when it comes to doing our job.
But perhaps I'm sharing too much on first post.
Would you all like to hear about how I got to IVF in the first place, the theoroetical techinicalities of fertility treatments and diagnosis or should I merely slink away surrounded by a chorus of yawns?
Yours,
G
