The IVF Diary - Second Entry

Today was a bit of a disaster as far as I was concerned.

I needed to get to Hammersmith IVF for 07:00 for my Query Suppressed Scan. Waking at 05:00, I dragged my husband out of bed to give me a lift to the station. He is so lovely.

I was there at 05:40, plenty of time to catch the first train of the day at 05:50. Of course, it was all going so smoothly until at approximately, 05:48, it was announced that overnight engineering works had not finished and the tracks had not been released! The train eventually left at 06:10 - my stress levels began to rise as I know how critical it is not to miss an appointment.

Luckily, I had decided to put my trainers on with my formal work suit to speed my journey. Various changes and tube journeys later, I arrived at White City at 06:55. Normally the walk to the hospital is 15 minutes so I grabbed a taxi and got there for 07:03! My stress levels were sky high at this point.

Anyhow, I calmed down by the ultrasound scan which happened immediately upon arrival and I was disappointed to find that the Bureselin had not done its job as yet and that I needed to double the injections over the next week! More jabs!!!!!!!! Apparently there are small cysts on the ovaries which can be caused by the Bureselin.

I then broke down during the blood test as I was finding the whole experience quite harrowing. The poor trainee looked quite disturbed. Why do I react like this to something I should be used to by now?

I was also told that I will need to be there next Thursday at 07:10 for another scan and blood test. Horror - next week I have to be at work for 09:00 because of Trainee Recruitment and as you know, I have chosen not to share my IVF process with work for various reasons. Realising that I would need to be prescribed drugs then and this would mean waiting until 08:00 for the pharmacy to open, I asked the doctor if he could prescribe them today and he kindly agreed. The staff at Hammersmith IVF are fantastic.

I got to the pharmacy for 07:50 and by 08:20, I had more Bureselin and Gonal F drugs to take away.  On my way out, I phoned my husband and cried because I knew that he would be going to Brussels next week and I would have to handle everything alone. He is such a star - he cancelled his business trip so he could be supportive and on hand to help me next Thursday.

I then had to run all the way, tears and all, to White City to catch a train as no taxis were outside the hospital. A mad rush through Holborn, King's Cross, stop to buy a ticket to get me to my work destination and a run to King's Cross Thameslink for the train. It arrived at 09:10. I needed to be at work by 10:00 at the latest today so felt a bit relieved when it set off.

Needless to say, halfway down the line, it broke down and remained stationary for 15 minutes or so. Thoughts raced through my mind about excuses to make etc about being so late (I'm usually in work for 08:00!) It pulled in at 09:55, another taxi later and into work for 10:05! What a nightmare.

Anyhow, all this does just make me wonder whether or not the IVF process itself is conducive to success? Surely all this running about, trying to balance work, sanity, home and IVF detracts from the chances of a successful pregnancy.

Oh, my rash has gone down by the way - just little red marks now so there is something positive to say. However, I am quite bloated around the abdomen - very attractive.

Next Thursday, I will have to make it into London for 07:10 and back to work for 09:00. Wish me luck! Failure to achieve this is not an option and I could be in serious trouble if I'm late. I'll keep you posted.