The operating room of the reproductive department does not look much different from the operating room of other departments.
However, after an operation in another operating room, most people will say goodbye to this room.
Most of the women in the reproductive operating room are not coming for the first time, and they may have to enter this room repeatedly in a few months, half a year, or a year.
Some people are inconvenient to take leave at both ends of the three days, so they resign to see a doctor;
Some people spent two or three hundred thousand yuan to give birth to a child, and even sold the house;
Some people have taken eggs several times, transplanted seven or eight times, traveled to multiple hospitals, and even went abroad to do test tubes;
Some people in order to fight for the second child, forty years old do not want to give up;
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Here, women who do not know each other, unreservedly speaking, cheering each other up.
The person who speaks is often light and breezy, with a smile in the tone, and even ridicule, but the suffering and sin behind it can only be understood by those who have experienced it.
How do I know? Because, for 5 years, I was one of them.
My husband and I have known each other for 21 years, and I can say that I have been involved with him for most of my life.
We met on September 1, 2000, the day the school began, but it wasn't until 2014 that we had a relationship.
After two years of sweet love, in May 2016, we got married.
I thought that getting married meant the beginning of another happy life, but a vaginal ultrasound examination after marriage (which I couldn't do without sex before) made me realize that I was a polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS) patient.
Doctors also told me that "it may have an effect on fertility.".
I cried when I left the clinic, and although my husband kept comforting me, I always had an inexplicable guilt.
I began to treat it very actively, and naively thought that as long as I took the medicine, adjusted my lifestyle, and had a normal menstrual period, the disease would get better and we would soon have a baby.
But I have been wandering in the gynecology for almost 3 years, the drugs have been changed several times, and the B ultrasound ovulation test is still almost always "no dominant follicles".
B ultrasound measures the list of ovulation
I've saved up a lot of them
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Soon, the time will be 2019, and I will also reach the age of 30.
There are a lot of voices around me, and there are even some rumors, "After being married for several years and not having children, there must be something wrong."
Whether it is a kind reminder or a gossip and speculation, I always respond lightly to "no hurry, no hurry, let nature take its course", but my heart is turning over the river and the sea, hating myself for not arguing.
The family didn't rush much, but I was still most afraid of my mother calling and asking "when are you going to have a baby?"
During that time, I was very depressed, and people were not as cheerful as before.
Because the desire to have a child was too urgent, I asked the doctor to give me a stimulus injection, and finally monitored the dominant follicles!
But we confidently shared the room according to the doctor's recommended time, but did not "win the lottery", and continued to promote the second month, or did not.
So, the doctor asked my husband to do a check-up as well. Don't check do not know, a check frightened, it turned out that my husband's sperm quality is very poor. This pig teammate!
In fact, I also let my husband check before, but he felt that he was in good health and would not have any problems. As a result, all these years net tossed me around and ignored him!
Probably on the road to infertility, many couples have made such a mistake. For such a result, I was so relieved that I finally did not have to bear the pressure of childbearing alone.
But one more person to share, this "pressure" has not been alleviated at all:
Following the doctor's advice, I also went for a fallopian tube test, but I didn't expect that one side of the fallopian tube was not smooth.
When I checked, every minute and second was tormented, and the soreness caused by the uterine fluid made me feel that my stomach was about to explode, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.
Lying on the operating table, the doctor asked me if I wanted to do the dredging now, and I couldn't care about the pain and discomfort, and quickly said: "Do, do, do." ”
When I came out of the intervention room, I was shaking uncontrollably.
Report of a fallopian tube examination
After the examination, I drank a bowl of soy milk with my husband, at first I cried and drank, and after drinking, the copywriting at the bottom of the bowl made me laugh.
The following year, my husband and I struggled to condition our bodies. Drink all kinds of medicines, needles, but the effect, it is difficult to say "ideal".
Despite the efforts to conceive naturally, there is no good news for a long time. Seeing that my husband and I were getting older, in August 2020, we finally made up our minds to go to the reproductive department and prepare for test tubes.
Editor's Note
The first time I went, I felt ashamed and wrapped myself tightly from head to toe, for fear of meeting someone I knew.
As a result, when I arrived at the hall, I found that Wu Yang was all human, but I was not so embarrassed - it turned out that so many people were worried about having children!
Taking this opportunity, my husband and I did a comprehensive examination, and I found out uterine fibroids, breast nodules, thyroid nodules, Hashimoto's thyroiditis, insulin resistance... (How can there be so many faults!) ）
But compared with my husband, my problems are all small problems: in addition to sperm quality problems, my husband also found high blood pressure, diabetes, hyperuricemia...
My husband is only 32 years old, how can he be plagued by so many chronic diseases?
Looking back on the years when I tried to have children, I focused on myself and really neglected to care for him.
How many tubes of blood were drawn, it was already uncountable
In the small restaurant in front of the hospital, neither of us could eat, and I said to him very seriously:
"Let you not do physical examinations and do not exercise, do you know that these diseases will accompany you for a lifetime, and I will control your diet with you in the future..."
The husband said without thinking:
"You can't control it, you're too thin, pay attention to nutrition."
Unexpectedly, at this time, my husband first considered me.
At that time, I thought that it was not easy for him to endure my bad temper over the years, and I was angry and distressed, and the tears were about to flow down again.
Oh, what sins did our two sons do in their previous lives, why is it so difficult to have a child!
And, looking at the fertility clinic, it's really torturous.
Grab the number, see the doctor, do the examination, wait for the results, pay the fee, take the medicine, go to the propaganda classroom to listen to the class...
Enter the treatment cycle, almost every week to go to the hospital (monitoring follicles, lining, hormones, induction of injections), at least half a day each time.
Injections at home
At that time, my husband was busy at work, it was not convenient to ask for leave, I often went to the hospital alone to run up and down, go to the toilet, eat carefully, afraid of missing the call.
Once, when it was more than 1 o'clock in the afternoon, because of the lunch break, the lights in the medical hall were turned off, and I was sitting there alone.
When the blood was drawn, the nurse asked me:
"You haven't eaten."
My tears came up at once, and I pressed my emotions and said:
"Not yet."
But no matter how difficult it was to see a doctor, I never thought about giving up. Occasionally I thought "it's good to have no children", but the next second I dispelled the idea, because I like children very much and want to have my own children.
Finally everything was ready. At the end of January 2021, I had an egg retrieval and my husband had sperm retrieved on the same day.
At 8 p.m. the night before the egg retrieval, my husband accompanied me to the hospital for a night injection, which was a needle to promote follicle maturation, and the injection time requirements were very strict.
That night, there was a moon in the sky
The result was 34 eggs retrieved (Editor's note: In general, the number of eggs retrieved in a single time is 10 to 15), 20 were inseminated, and 19 embryos were embryos.
Having just finished taking everything normally, I returned home expectantly.
Unexpectedly, the next day, I began to feel bloated. At first, I was still working overtime at home, but later, my stomach became bigger and bigger, my pants couldn't be pulled down, and I began to feel nauseous, chest tightness, and wanted to throw up.
I quickly went online to look it up, and said online that the situation could even be life-threatening. I cried on the spot and quickly called my husband to accompany me to the hospital.
The doctor said that because I was smaller and had more eggs retrieved (which may be related to my POLYOS condition), I had ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome (OHSS).
The doctor prescribed two bottles of albumin, which were infused for two consecutive days, and the ascites soon went down.
It hurts, two small bottles cost more than eight hundred dollars
After the egg retrieval, the next step is the ivy tube transplantation, because of the fear of delaying treatment, my husband and I did not return to our hometown, and simply spent the New Year in the rental house.
Two people together, do not have to face the rest of the family, but more comfortable.
Before the Spring Festival, my husband and I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients, and my husband specially bought a large bag of snacks for me, and we hung a blessing on the door.
At the time, I happily asked for a photo
Hope that the new year will have "good pregnancy"
But after the year is over, the expected "good pregnancy" still needs to wait a little longer.
Because I had ascites after the egg retrieval, it was not suitable for fresh embryo transfer, so I could only freeze the embryos.
After two or three months, he has been regularly examining his body, waiting for the right time for frozen embryo transplantation.
On May 1, 2021, I had my first transplant. 12 days after the transplant, I came to the fertility department to "draw a lottery" for pregnancy tests, and the result was not successful.
At that moment, I was really aggrieved, and I said to the doctor:
"I've been taking medicine for a long time."
Unexpectedly, the doctor comforted me:
"It's okay, I'm taking my medicine too, I'll be with you, and I'll have a chance next time."
Later, I learned that the doctor was not in good health, and once fainted in the examination room and was also taking medicine to help the body recover.
Coming out of the hospital that day, it rained so much.
And whether I was on the subway, eating, at work, before going to bed, as long as I thought of a baby who had stayed in my womb for a short time and disappeared, the tears could not be stopped like rain.
I couldn't help but wonder, what the hell went wrong?
Was it too busy at work those days? Is it because I have insomnia one night?
Did you eat something wrong? Does the baby not like me?
This is an embryo of our best quality, failed, is there still a possibility of success in the back?
If you start all over again, how many sins do you have to suffer, how much money do you spend, and how many times do you take leave?
But I'm still not going to give up.
After the first transplant failed, the doctor changed a plan, from the medication plan that could be completed at home to going to the hospital for injections (gonadotropin lyophilized powder).
After changing the plan, it is still necessary to closely monitor the follicles, lining, and hormones, adjust the medication regimen and dosage according to the doctor's instructions, and sometimes go to the hospital 2 to 3 times a week.
I am a little relieved that this kind of program makes all my indicators better than last time (Editor's note: the program and effect vary from person to person, not that the injection is necessarily better than taking medicine).
After almost 20 days of medication, on June 6, 2021, I had my second transplant.
Coming down from the operating table, the doctor printed me a picture (there was such a picture after each transplant) and said to me very gently:
"Little sister, I wish you a good pregnancy."
The position shown by the arrow is the embryo that was put in
After the transplantation, he still insisted on taking the drug (luteal support), and after 12 days, he went to the hospital again for pregnancy test.
For an hour after the blood was drawn and the results were waiting, I sat in the waiting hall and had to go to the bathroom every ten minutes or so, trying to do something to distract me, but I couldn't do anything.
Hope to "win the lottery", but no confidence - will this good pregnancy really come?
After all, I have heard too many stories in the reproductive department, more than my bumpy sisters, and I have failed once, and the disappointment after the hope is too difficult to bear!
But on the other hand, I am not willing to fail again – why am I the one who has failed? I've been up for 5 years, when is it a head?
When I clicked on my phone to see the results, I felt that my heart had mentioned my throat eyes, and the last time I was so nervous was when I called more than ten years ago to check the college entrance examination scores.
My husband held my hand, and the palms of my hands were sweaty.
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—2—
—1—
Lottery!
4 weeks pregnant
I didn't even have time to rejoice, and my first reaction was: the result can't go wrong, right?
My husband and I sat in the waiting hall, repeatedly confirmed the values on the report sheet, and then hurriedly turned out the hospital's medical manual for comparison, slowed down for a few minutes, and then dared to determine: it should be pregnant.
My husband quickly went to print the paper results, and then took me to the queue at the door of the clinic, and it was the doctor who received the treatment. She said to me softly:
"Congratulations, baby, the next thing you're going to do..."
I can't remember exactly what I said, but I remember that I wanted to say a lot of thank you to the doctor at that time, but my throat was tight, I couldn't say anything, and only tears swirled in my eyes.
But the husband said one after another next to him:
"Okay, thank you doctor, thank you so much!"
I felt him, who had always been calm, and his voice trembled a little.
It was June 18, 2021, a day I will never forget.
It seems that it took all the good luck in the past 5 years to have the "good pregnancy" of that day. The little baby in the belly is probably a chronic child, and he has chosen his mother in heaven for a long time.
When I went back, I took a picture of the exit of the hospital subway station.
Walking from this exit to the hospital takes about 3 minutes or more. I have been walking this road for 5 years, most of the time I am alone, and every time I feel that this road is long and long.
But on the day I found out about my pregnancy, for the first time, I felt as if the road wasn't as long as I thought, and maybe even if it was a little longer than it is now, I could still go on.
postscript
From 2016 to 2021, 5 years, I have experienced too many disappointments, too many obscure moments.
Especially since the end of 2020, my family has been sick and hospitalized, my husband is unemployed, and I am almost laid off.
In short, everything is not going well, fortunately, I have survived, my husband and family have been with me, the doctors I met are also very professional and responsible, and now the little baby has finally come to me.
Part of the medical records over the years
During my pregnancy, as long as there was a little wind and grass, I was still very nervous, but fortunately, every obstetric examination went smoothly.
It turns out that I should have confidence in the baby, I am working hard at the same time, ta is also working hard, this is a two-way rush, the life force is really magical!
The first time I saw the little gestational sac, the first time I heard the powerful fetal heart, the first time I felt the little guy's hands and feet moving, I felt that everything was worth it, which is probably the first touch and strength that life brings to human beings.
The due date is at the end of February 2022, and the wish I made during the Spring Festival of 2021 is really about to come true!
Do NT at 12 weeks of pregnancy and see the baby's small appearance
Finally, I would like to say to the girls:
Whether you want to have children or not, whether you can have children or not, you must be kind to your body and emotions. Maintain a healthy lifestyle, and if you meet a "pig teammate" or a family member who does not understand, learn to enlighten yourself.
Infertility is not a shameful thing, no need to avoid, no need to feel guilty. There are problems, find regular hospitals, professional doctors, and actively cooperate with treatment, now IVF technology is very mature, many people can realize their dreams, to have confidence.
Soon 2022 is coming, I hope more people know that long-term infertility can not let the woman carry the pot. Infertility requires joint examination and treatment by both husband and wife.
No matter who has a problem, or who has a bigger problem, the woman who suffers the most is the woman (the man basically draws blood, checks semen, takes medicine, and will not toss too many times), if you also have a woman who tries to give birth, feel more distressed about her!
Finally, if you have women around you who have been married for many years and have not given birth, don't say cool things behind your back, this is also a kind of kindness.
Doctor reviews
Every couple who undergo IVF techniques can write a thin book about their experiences.
From being diagnosed to gradually understanding infertility, from accepting the facts of infertility to step-by-step treatment, until finally taking IVF to help conceive and succeed.
The hardships experienced in it are all seen in our eyes and remembered in our hearts.
The heroine in the article suffers from polycystic ovary syndrome, which is the most common cause of infertility.
Due to the complex etiology and diverse clinical manifestations, there is a process of gradual recognition and acceptance.
Moreover, POLYCYS OV SYNDROME is an endocrine metabolic syndrome that affects ovulation and long-term health and is incurable.
This determines that a considerable number of women with POLYOS must eventually resort to assisted reproductive technology to achieve the purpose of motherhood.
The heroine of this article, in addition to her own ovulation due to polycystic ovary syndrome, there are also factors of tubal infertility and male infertility.
In fact, given the multiple infertility factors, IVF fertilization should be carried out early instead of blindly waiting for a natural pregnancy.
The earlier ivory infant fertilization is, the easier it is to succeed.
I hope she has all the best in the rest of her pregnancy, and finally give birth to a healthy baby safely, realizing her dream 2022!
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