I was in the waiting room at the RE today, waiting to be called back for my IUI and I realized I had (all too common) conflicting emotions... I felt hopeful. I even wore my #hope t-shirt I bought during NIAW this year.
Feeling hopeful brought on an overwhelming sense of fear. Fear of disappointment from another failure. All I know from all of my IUI's and IVF's is failure, disappointment and heartbreak.
Dr. K was on duty today, I've seen him a lot this cycle. He basically said this is a perfect cycle, as long as at least one egg is a good egg. I have my 5 or 6 eggs ovulating, 22 million sperm making their way to the eggs and a healthy triple stripe lining in my uterus.
When this cycle was converted to an IUI, I basically gave up hope for the cycle at that time. I even went back on Diet Coke and have indulged in a few glasses of wine since IVF3 was cancelled, even though I continued to stim for IUI... because IUI's have failed me for 6 cycles already.
I do question whether stimming for so long (due to my lack of response coming off the BCPs) impacted the quality of my eggs for this attempt. Time will tell.
But today, I felt it... I felt the hope... and the fear.
*Gwinne, you asked in your comments about the clinic allowing me to do an IUI based on the number of follies I had... with my history, it's not an issue; the more follies the better, hoping that ONE might be good enough.