What to Expect When You're... Still Not Expecting

IVF Isn't About the Journey, It's About the Destination While some women may share their birth stories, I wanted to share our fertility story. Translating my mind's weavings into words on paper has helped me weather numerous storms, but throughout 2015 -- a year marred by a lot of heartbreak and too many hormonal injections -- when I've needed this kind of therapy the most, I maintained silence on a subject that hit me like a piece of fallen scaffolding. Instead, I relied heavily on the physical support of my husband, family and friends, all for whom I am extremely grateful. With each setback along this grueling and at times never-ending journey, I would begin the story over and over again in my head, but I never got around to completing it. Until now. *** After a year and a half of trying to get pregnant the old-fashioned way, which is to say without downloading ovulation apps and marking red Ps on the calendar every month, and just hoping it would take a few romantic evenings at home or on vacation with my husband, we consulted a local OB-GYN about our dilemma. She prescribed a few months of charting everything from my morning temperature to the location of my cervix. That didn't work. She then prescribed three months of Clomid -- a drug that helps women ovulate more regularly, which in turn can help you track when to have sex more accurately. My cycles were anywhere between 28 and 40 days, so I hoped this would be the wonder drug we needed to get pregnant. It was n...
Source: Healthy Living - The Huffington Post - Category: Consumer Health News Source Type: news