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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Thinking....Thinking....and more Thinking.....

So this may be short or who knows, I may get carried away typing. The past couple of days have went REALLY well. Yesterday we got to learn "peri" care in labs. HA! Oh, that was the highlight of my day. It was  uncomfortable and funny as hell all at the same time. The more we are in class, the more comfortable we become w/ each other and take more of the labs seriously. Not really yesterday though. We couldn't help but find the Velcro penis funny as crap! It's hard to keep a straight face sometimes but even our instructors crack up. It is an extremely laid back atmosphere and I look forward to this class every single day. I'm thinking about going back for the NA 2  and Med. Aide certificate as well. Not really sure right now but I just love the class! Some of the people that are in this class are coming back for these future classes. I can't believe this is almost the end of the 3rd week. Only 2 more weeks to go and NA 1 classes are over. We have all gotten pretty close and have such a great group of people. It is my social outlet since the A&P takes up most if not all of my time outside of the CNA course. I think it is going to be difficult for all of us on that last day. We've bonded and even become pretty good friends.

On another note, speaking of social outlets, I get to see a really good friend of mine tonight. Actually, I grew up w/ her so she is a sister to me. We have been planning on going out to eat for a while now. It will be her, her BF, her son, me, Gabe and Tommy. Then, I have been invited by another friend for a drink this weekend. I definitely want to go! I haven't been out of the house for a drink in so long. Another friend of mine is wanting to get out as well so she definitely said she's in if we go. I'm trying as hard as I can to set aside time for myself here and there. Everything can be come so overwhelming and time consuming. I try my best to be a good friend, daughter, sister, wife, mother, etc. and set aside time for my loved ones. It is imperative to maintain relationships if they are important to you. You have to w/ out any excuses. I have called, emailed, or kept in touch plenty, even being exhausted from school and everything else that takes up my time. There are weeks where I don't have a moment to myself but I still "make" time. So tonight, I am making that time and this weekend as well. I'm making new friendships and getting to know new people. It has been great! I think mainly because I don't expect anything. I don't expect them to keep in touch, set time aside, etc. etc. I just want to have a good time w/ out trying to build a friendship. I do think some of the people that I've talked to more lately are actually friends that I've always had. Some, I went to school or grew up with. Anyways, it has just been nice being able to hang out or socialize without expectations. I think previous friendships ruined that for me but in a way, maybe it has been more beneficial. I am getting back to my old self. Slowly but surely where nothing or anyone really matters. Not trying to be cold, just saying that what people chose to do, isn't bothering me as much. Who cares if we hang out once and never see each other again? Don't get me wrong, I am enjoying and really like the people in my life now, I just don't feel like I have trust issues or what have you because again, I have no expectations.

So onto what else has been going on. Today I purchased Prenatal vitamins. I said I had the itch and I really really do. I feel good about everything this time. Not sure why, but I do. That doesn't mean that we won't suffer another miscarriage because I felt pretty good about the last pregnancy. I think it is falling back to not expecting anything. I have the mind set that if I lose this one, I will pick my head up and try again! I'm a strong headed person. I think yes, it could take a toll on my emotions, but I think if I just keep trying that maybe things will happen for us! Who knows! I have a great RE and I know he will be there for me and Gabe every step of the way. I also purchased the baby aspirin. I have some here but they are chewable so I got the ones you swallow. Not sure why, guess paranoia since I don't feel as though the chewable really gets into your system. Yeah, I know, my thought process is a little crazy sometimes but who did it hurt to purchase the ones you swallow? In the next few days I will purchase the Ovulation strips. These are cheaper than the other ovulation tests. You get a lot of the strips and they test your ovulation daily. Not those 2 ovulation dip sticks that cost a fortune and you really have no idea when to use them. Oh, only thing is I haven't told Gabe this is my plan. LOL. He would be happy to know that I'm willing to try again even though he will worry himself sick over everything and me.

So one habit I HAVE to break is caffeine. I'm not sure how in the world I can do this. I LOVE coffee and the caffeine that comes along w/ it! Coffee is like a dessert! It's delicious and I could use it as a meal replacement and I do! So unhealthy but I'm addicted. I'm going to begin now slowly getting myself off of the coffee. Decaf just doesn't do it for me. It doesn't taste the same and like I said, I want the caffeine. Drinking decaf is a tease. And, I have ADHD so I will have to come off of the Vyvanse. Caffeine and Vyvanse give me energy every day. Without those, I'm not sure how I will be able to function. It's going to be hard but I have determination.

This is a happy but scary time for us. I am excited that this one time things will go well and we will have a perfectly healthy baby, but then again, the fear of having another MC! It sucks trying to battle the "what ifs."

Last night I went to Toys R Us to get a gift certificate for my friend's son. I ALWAYS go down the baby aisle. I have every since I can remember. I went down it last night thinking of when I was there purchasing things for my son over 7 years ago. It seems like just yesterday. Funny how all of those same feelings came rushing back as if I was pregnant w/ him at that very moment. I took Tommy down the aisles and told him about things we got for him when I was expecting or when he was born. It was kinda fun doing that. Talking about when I was pregnant with him and the excitement Gabe and I felt knowing we were about to have a newborn. Time goes by so fast. Hard to believe he will be 8 in March. Something was very calming when I was going down those aisles. I felt joy that I was ready to give it another go. There were moments that would tug at my heart such as picking the things up and smelling baby powder or seeing all the new cute things out now for babies wanting to purchase those things for my next, if that should happen. But more than anything, I had a smile on my face and felt comfortable w/ my decision to try again regardless of the outcome. Of course I want to be optimistic but the reality is, this could be another loss for us. I don't believe you are ever prepared for a loss but this time I want to feel emotionally ready and also that if we suffer another loss that I won't give up. I won't let that hold me back from trying again. I've also learned valuable lessens through our MC's. One main lessen I've learned is not to count on anyone to be there for you through your loss. I would rather keep the pregnancy and a loss private going forward unless I vent about it on here. I've learned through talking about my losses to the ones closest to me only hurts me in the end. If and when we have a healthy pregnancy, I don't feel it necessary to share my happiness with these people either. If they find it difficult to be supportive through a MC, I definitely don't need their support if I have a healthy pregnancy.

I'll keep updates on things and how things progress. Today is a happy day for me, however, I'm not naive in believing that all will go well the next time we conceive. This process may be long, heartbreaking, and exhausting but if I don't continue to try, then I will never know if we were able to have another child.

Nursing has been my # 1 priority for the last year. I will continue w/ college and hopefully continue if we ever get pregnant. That is something that has weighed heavily on my mind. Nursing is so important to me. This is a dream that I have been wanting to pursue for many many years. Medical to me is like icing is to cake. I'm passionate about one day becoming a nurse no matter how long the journey is until I finally get there.

I have to run, gotta get ready for dinner w/ friends. More later!

Monday, September 28, 2009

A pretty good day

Well, my day began bright and early! I not only had a CNA test but also an A&P quiz. I made a 96% on the CNA quiz, and currently my average in the class is at a 96% which includes all tests along w/ homework. Oh but the A&P! I made a 76% on that f-d up quiz. I hate that woman's quizzes. She is just crazy! Since paying for the class, this professor has yet to "teach" us anything. Every single time I think about A&P, I am instantly in a bad mood and get a bad headache. The class is an online course. I know right? I'm insane for EVER taking it online but this is my 4th online class so I am aware of the process. I realize it is online, but we haven't even gotten the smallest additive such as lecture notes. We haven't gotten a thing! NOTHING, ZIP, NADDA! I mean NOTHING! What in the world did my tuition go towards, a few online tests/quizzes and a shitty professor? So I've learned my lesson, no more online A&P for me. Next semester, if I even pass this class, I will take BIO 169 on campus. I guess I really shouldn't complain all that much about the quiz. Currently, that is the only C I have made in that class or since I have began college in January. I have actually done fairly well considering the circumstances in her class. I made a 100 on the last quiz and A's and B's on everything else. Mainly A's so I'm hoping the quiz grade doesn't weigh much. Would be nice to at least pass w/ a B even though all the frickin' time I've put into studying and effort should receive an A! 


So enough of my whining. Now that I have vented those frustrations! LOL. Like I said, today was a pretty good day. Woke up, went to CNA, had lecture, came home, played on the computer a bit, had some free time while my son was w/ his maw maw, did some studying, and took the A&P quiz. 


I have to say, I feel PMDD setting in. This is such a wonderful time of the month for me....NOT! Last Friday worked on my nerves, probably a symptom of the PMDD. I get sad, angry, irritated, tired, and headaches! When first arriving at the facility and performing showers, my resident was freezing. She was shaking! It was HORRIBLE! The water temp. couldn't get regulated and there was nothing I could do. I covered her up, even tried to put my arms around her to keep her warm. These are older people so to get cold easily is nothing abnormal. I had another student in there with me, thank goodness! She helped by talking to the resident and talking about the resident's family. We tried as fast as we could to give her a shower and get her dressed. We aren't suppose to say they are "cute" or "adorable" because it makes them feel like children, however, she is adorable. During the shower time, I was a nervous wreck. I felt so bad for this lady. See, a typical symptom of how sensitive I am these days. I guess the expression on my face said it all when it was all over. Another student asked if I needed a break or if I needed to sit down and take some breaths for a few minutes. I said "no" and continued with my day. The truth was, it made my day not go as well. It had nothing to do w/ the resident necessarily, but more of the PMDD symptoms. 


I did enjoy my time there overall. I was very quiet in the afternoon and a student asked me if something was bothering me. She said I was being very quiet, something I'm usually not. :-) I said that it just frazzled me in the am and that my monthly visitor is coming to see me. About 2 weeks of those symptoms every month. I get anxious, nervous, depressed, headaches, exhausted, quiet, and I become an introvert. Most that know me would say that would never happen, lol. Those symptoms wash over me with a vengeance as if I've deserved this cruel punishment every single month. Anger and depression set in the most. I get angry at everyone, it doesn't matter what they have or haven't done, I will FIND a reason to get upset with them. I will dig up the past, unbury the hatchet, argue about anything and everything. Ok, sometimes I do actually have good reasons, but sometimes, I'm purely irrational. I'm WAY worse than any pregnant woman w/ raging hormones. I am 10 x's worse. I want to pick arguments w/ strangers if they rub me the wrong way, just for the sake of proving a point. I'm vicious! It's awful. But, there is a flip side, I then get upset or cry about it later. Now if that isn't messed up, I don't know what is. Ha! Not always, but if I have realized that my actions were unjustified, I then drown in self pity saying I'm sorry to everyone that I've gotten upset with and didn't really have a good reason. At the time, I do believe they are good reasons, until later when I realize they weren't so much. 

So speaking of the CNA class Friday, as I was leaving, I called my husband to vent about my day. I was on my way to the CPR class which was going to be another 4 hours which turned in to over 4 1/2 hours. So anyways, I cracked. I finally just cried! The tears were huge and gushing out of my eyes as if I had no control over them. I had a pity party for sure! I told him that I felt bad for the resident and that I felt uncomfortable all day. I excluded myself from the group and then thought it was "them" that didn't want to be around me. I asked Gabe what is wrong w/ me? Why doesn't anyone like me, am I that bad to be around? Am I that horrible of a person? Maybe I am! I just cried and cried until I had confused my husband so much that he didn't know what to say. He didn't know where all of this was coming from. All of this over the resident being cold? Of course, that incident had set the tone for the rest of the day. 

I got to the CPR class early and sat in my car wondering if this warm salty water would ever stop dripping from my eyes! Again, an emotion taking over when I didn't give it permission to do so! So then I'm upset w/ myself, I can't stop feeling sorry for myself. I guess here and there it is ok to feel sorry for yourself, but not me, no I can't do that because I refuse to watch other people wallow in self pity. I can't stand it, and here I was doing the exact same thing that is repulsing to me! So needless to say, I went on and on about how I'm so awful and truthfully, I do feel this way even when I don't have PMDD symptoms but that is a whole different story for another day. I am pretty outgoing, but can also hide in my shell if I need to retreat for whatever the reasons may be. Gabe reassured me that I'm a great mother, sister, daughter, friend, student, and wife! He tries his best to build up my self confidence. Poor Gabe! He takes on these emotions with such strength. He always knows how to calm my spirit and the best thing about it all, he LISTENS! He doesn't always have to compliment me in times of despair, he just has to be there for me. Be supportive, listen even when he has had a bad day, give me the shoulder to cry on, or the ear to listen to me vent or cry irrationally. Then, at the end of that just remind me to......breathe! 

His love and understanding is unconditional. It isn't, "you do this for me, I'll do this for you". It is, "I'll be here for you no matter what" w/ no expectations. He knows I am there for him in the same way but it is nice to have that ONE person in your life that isn't around you for all the wrong reasons. That loves you even though you are a train wreck at times and accepts your apologies when you say that you are sorry for lashing out when you had no right. He doesn't say, "I can't believe you said that to me", he simply says, "It's ok honey, I know you were having a bad day and I'm here if you still need to vent or talk", and lets me curl up on his chest while he gives me that comfort I need in the strength of his embrace.


I know I drifted off the main subject, PMDD, but the blog all intermingles together. So this week will be rough emotionally. It SUCKS! I can't stand feeling the wrath pms symptoms bring on. I get blue and feel as though my whole world has turned upside down. Luckily, this only lasts for a short period and I am back to my bubbly, fun self! 


This week has started off good so far. I'm keeping fingers crossed that my resident won't be the first shower on Friday! :-)



Infertility Etiquette

 I ran across this post today on another blog. I found it a great read for those that have a difficult time dealing w/ loved ones facing fertility problems. This article pretty much sums it up! I found the "Never complain about your pregnancy" the most interesting. I can relate to exactly what the author states. The very last sentence of that paragraph, "The fact that she is willing to endure such pain in order to celebrate your new baby with you speaks volumes about how much your friendship means to her", stuck out the most. I believe we endure great pain that our friends and family are unaware of when it comes to celebrating the birth of a child. We are willing to celebrate with them even though we may suffer on the inside. It is extremely hard, but that effort is often overlooked. 

 I also liked the paragraph about not playing Dr. I have had people ask why I'm not on antidepressants. The answer is simple, my RE doesn't want me on them unless I cannot function w/ out taking them. That is the reason even though these people that are not professionals seem to know what is best for me. I'm 100% aware of my emotions and my sadness which if everyone must know, is discussed between me and my "professional" RE. I also handle these emotions pretty well even though I do state how sad I can get from time to time. Other than that, no one would ever  suspect I can slip into a funk or a bad depression occasionally. Most of the time, the signs are invisible due to the person that I "feel" like I need portray around everyone.

Most do not know how to handle the emotions women face when they are enduring fertility issues. I would say, read this article. We are humans, we are not abnormal, and should be treated as so. We need to vent, express our anger and sadness to someone that is willing to listen. We don't ask for solutions or even advice. We just need people to care and SHOW they care. We aren't self absorbed, matter of fact, we tend to be more giving of ourselves because we become more sensitive to others. It may seem at times that we can't function because of our emotions and the truth is, there are times where we can't. We need the supportive of loved ones around us to help us get through our pain. If we talk about it day in and day out, don't get tired of it, just be supportive. I know it can get old to some that may not want to hear about it any longer, but to us, it is the present. It is our current life and where our life is still taking us. For many, we haven't given up so therefore, why would we stop talking about it? The reality is that the pain is REAL, it hurts, we feel it a lot and the fear, well, that's REAL also. We may still have these feelings years later if we are still trying to conceive. So for us, the conversation of fertility never gets old!

The mere fact that we can function at all on those extremely hurtful days is a HUGE accomplishment. Our lives do not radiate around our misfortunes, but these happen to be a part of who we are. They are a part of the person we are and we should be able to talk about our issues without being made uncomfortable. I always thought that it was others that were uncomfortable but if I can talk about the MCs comfortably and leave the conversation feeling sick to my stomach that I even brought it up, obviously I don't have the correct type of support system. And on the end of that, I want to say that we DO NOT only need others suffering fertility issues to help comfort us or be there for us. We need all of our loved ones!


Infertility Etiquette
By Vita Alligood

Chances are, you know someone who is struggling with infertility. More than five million people of childbearing age in the United States experience infertility. Yet, as a society, we are woefully uninformed about how to best provide emotional support for our loved ones during this painful time.

Infertility is, indeed, a very painful struggle. The pain is similar to the grief over losing a loved one, but it is unique because it is a recurring grief. When a loved one dies, he isn't coming back. There is no hope that he will come back from the dead. You must work through the stages of grief, accept that you will never see this person again, and move on with your life.

The grief of infertility is not so cut and dry. Infertile people grieve the loss of the baby that they may never know. They grieve the loss of that baby who would have had mommy's nose and daddy's eyes. But, each month, there is the hope that maybe that baby will be conceived after all. No matter how hard they try to prepare themselves for bad news, they still hope that this month will be different. Then, the bad news comes again, and the grief washes over the infertile couple anew. This process happens month after month, year after year. It is like having a deep cut that keeps getting opened right when it starts to heal.

As the couple moves into infertility treatments, the pain increases while the bank account depletes. Most infertility treatments involve using hormones, which alter the user's moods. (That statement is like calling a lion a cat-my husband would tell you that the side effect is insanity!) The tests are invasive and embarrassing to both parties, and you feel like the doctor has taken over your bedroom. And for all of this discomfort, you pay a lot of money. Infertility treatments are expensive, and most insurance companies do not cover the costs. So, in addition to the pain of not conceiving a baby each month, the couple pays out anywhere from $300 to five figures, depending upon the treatment used.

A couple will eventually resolve the infertility problem in one of three ways:
  • They will eventually conceive a baby.
  • They will stop the infertility treatments and choose to live without children.
  • They will find an alternative way to parent, such as by adopting a child or becoming a foster parent.
Reaching a resolution can take years, so your infertile loved ones need your emotional support during this journey. Most people don't know what to say, so they wind up saying the wrong thing, which only makes the journey so much harder for their loved ones. Knowing what not to say is half of the battle to providing support.

Don't Tell Them to Relax
Everyone knows someone who had trouble conceiving but then finally became pregnant once she "relaxed." Couples who are able to conceive after a few months of "relaxing" are not infertile. By definition, a couple is not diagnosed as "infertile" until they have tried unsuccessfully to become pregnant for a full year. In fact, most infertility specialists will not treat a couple for infertility until they have tried to become pregnant for a year. This year weeds out the people who aren't infertile but just need to "relax." Those that remain are truly infertile.
Comments such as "just relax" or "try going on a cruise" create even more stress for the infertile couple, particularly the woman. The woman feels like she is doing something wrong when, in fact, there is a good chance that there is a physical problem preventing her from becoming pregnant.
These comments can also reach the point of absurdity. As a couple, my husband and I underwent two surgeries, numerous inseminations, hormone treatments, and four years of poking and prodding by doctors. Yet, people still continued to say things like, "If you just relaxed on a cruise . . ." Infertility is a diagnosable medical problem that must be treated by a doctor, and even with treatment, many couples will NEVER successfully conceive a child. Relaxation itself does not cure medical infertility.

Don't Minimize the Problem
Failure to conceive a baby is a very painful journey. Infertile couples are surrounded by families with children. These couples watch their friends give birth to two or three children, and they watch those children grow while the couple goes home to the silence of an empty house. These couples see all of the joy that a child brings into someone's life, and they feel the emptiness of not being able to experience the same joy.
Comments like, "Just enjoy being able to sleep late . . . .travel . . etc.," do not offer comfort. Instead, these comments make infertile people feel like you are minimizing their pain. You wouldn't tell somebody whose parent just died to be thankful that he no longer has to buy Father's Day or Mother's Day cards. Losing that one obligation doesn't even begin to compensate for the incredible loss of losing a parent. In the same vein, being able to sleep late or travel does not provide comfort to somebody who desperately wants a child.

Don't Say There Are Worse Things That Could Happen
Along the same lines, don't tell your friend that there are worse things that she could be going through. Who is the final authority on what is the "worst" thing that could happen to someone? Is it going through a divorce? Watching a loved one die? Getting raped? Losing a job?
Different people react to different life experiences in different ways. To someone who has trained his whole life for the Olympics, the "worst" thing might be experiencing an injury the week before the event. To someone who has walked away from her career to become a stay-at-home wife for 40 years, watching her husband leave her for a younger woman might be the "worst" thing. And, to a woman whose sole goal in life has been to love and nurture a child, infertility may indeed be the "worst" thing that could happen.
People wouldn't dream of telling someone whose parent just died, "It could be worse: both of your parents could be dead." Such a comment would be considered cruel rather than comforting. In the same vein, don't tell your friend that she could be going through worse things than infertility.

Don't Say They Aren't Meant to Be Parents
One of the cruelest things anyone ever said to me is, "Maybe God doesn't intend for you to be a mother." How incredibly insensitive to imply that I would be such a bad mother that God felt the need to divinely sterilize me. If God were in the business of divinely sterilizing women, don't you think he would prevent the pregnancies that end in abortions? Or wouldn't he sterilize the women who wind up neglecting and abusing their children? Even if you aren't religious, the "maybe it's not meant to be" comments are not comforting. Infertility is a medical condition, not a punishment from God or Mother Nature.

Don't Ask Why They Aren't Trying IVF
In vitro fertilization (IVF) is a method in which the woman harvests multiple eggs, which are then combined with the man's sperm in a petri dish. This is the method that can produce multiple births. People frequently ask, "Why don't you just try IVF?" in the same casual tone they would use to ask, "Why don't you try shopping at another store?"
There are many reasons why a couple would choose not to pursue this option. Here are a few of them.

IVF is Expensive with Low Odds
One cycle of IVF is very expensive. With all of the hype in the news, many people assume that IVF is a sure thing when, in fact, the odds of success for each cycle are low. Most couples cannot afford to try for one month, much less for multiple times. Considering that it also costs a significant amount of money to adopt a baby, many couples opt for the "sure thing" rather then risking their money on much lower odds.

IVF is Physically Taxing
Undergoing IVF treatments is very rigorous. The woman must inject shots into her thigh daily to cause her ovaries to superovulate. The drugs used are very taxing on the woman, and they can cause her to be become extremely emotional.

IVF Raises Ethical Issues
Ironically, couples who undergo IVF to become parents may have to selectively abort one or more fetuses if multiple eggs are fertilized. Many couples cannot bring themselves to abort a baby when they have worked so hard to become parents. If the couple chooses not to selectively abort, they run the risk of multiple births.

Don't Offer Unsolicited Opinions If They Are Trying IVF
On the flip side of the coin, don't offer unsolicited advice to your friends who do choose to try IVF. For many couples, IVF is the only way they will ever give birth to a baby. This is a huge decision for them to make, for all of the reasons I outlined above.
If the couple has resolved any ethical issues, don't muddy the waters. IVF is a gray area in many ethical circles, and many of our moral leaders don't yet know how to answer the ethical questions that have arisen from this new technology. If the couple has resolved these issues already, you only make it harder by raising the ethical questions again. Respect their decision, and offer your support. If you can't offer your support due to ethical differences of opinion, then say nothing.
A couple who chooses the IVF route has a hard, expensive road ahead, and they need your support more than ever. The hormones are no cakewalk, and the financial cost is enormous. Your friend would not be going this route if there were an easier way, and the fact that she is willing to endure so much is further proof of how much she truly wants to parent a child. The hormones will make her more emotional, so offer her your support and keep your questions to yourself.

Don't Play Doctor
Once your infertile friends are under a doctor's care, the doctor will run them through numerous tests to determine why they aren't able to conceive. There a numerous reasons that a couple may not be able to conceive. Here are a few of them:
  • Blocked fallopian tubes
  • Cysts
  • Endometriosis
  • Low hormone levels
  • Low "normal form" sperm count
  • Low progesterone level
  • Low sperm count
  • Low sperm motility
  • Thin uterine walls
Infertility is a complicated problem to diagnose, and reading an article or book on infertility will not make you an "expert" on the subject. Let your friends work with their doctor to diagnose and treat the problem. Your friends probably already know more about the causes and solutions of infertility than you will ever know.
You may feel like you are being helpful by reading up on infertility, and there is nothing wrong with learning more about the subject. The problem comes when you try to "play doctor" with your friends. They already have a doctor with years of experience in diagnosing and treating the problem. They need to work with and trust their doctor to treat the problem. You only complicate the issue when you throw out other ideas that you have read about. The doctor knows more about the causes and solutions; let your friends work with their doctor to solve the problem.

Don't Be Crude
It is appalling that I even have to include this paragraph, but some of you need to hear this-Don't make crude jokes about your friend's vulnerable position. Crude comments like "I'll donate the sperm" or "Make sure the doctor uses your sperm for the insemination" are not funny, and they only irritate your friends.

Don't Complain About Your Pregnancy
This message is for pregnant women-Just being around you is painful for your infertile friends. Seeing your belly grow is a constant reminder of what your infertile friend cannot have. Unless an infertile women plans to spend her life in a cave, she has to find a way to interact with pregnant women. However, there are things you can do as her friend to make it easier.
The number one rule is DON'T COMPLAIN ABOUT YOUR PREGNANCY. I understand from my friends that, when you are pregnant, your hormones are going crazy and you experience a lot of discomfort, such as queasiness, stretch marks, and fatigue. You have every right to vent about the discomforts to any one else in your life, but don't put your infertile friend in the position of comforting you.
Your infertile friend would give anything to experience the discomforts you are enduring because those discomforts come from a baby growing inside of you. When I heard a pregnant woman complain about morning sickness, I would think, "I'd gladly throw up for nine straight months if it meant I could have a baby." When a pregnant woman would complain about her weight gain, I would think, "I would cut off my arm if I could be in your shoes."
I managed to go to baby showers and hospitals to welcome my friends' new babies, but it was hard. Without exception, it was hard. Stay sensitive to your infertile friend's emotions, and give her the leeway that she needs to be happy for you while she cries for herself. If she can't bring herself to hold your new baby, give her time. She isn't rejecting you or your new baby; she is just trying to work her way through her pain to show sincere joy for you. The fact that she is willing to endure such pain in order to celebrate your new baby with you speaks volumes about how much your friendship means to her.

Don't Treat Them Like They Are Ignorant
For some reason, some people seem to think that infertility causes a person to become unrealistic about the responsibilities of parenthood. I don't follow the logic, but several people told me that I wouldn't ache for a baby so much if I appreciated how much responsibility was involved in parenting.
Let's face it-no one can fully appreciate the responsibilities involved in parenting until they are, themselves, parents. That is true whether you successfully conceived after one month or after 10 years. The length of time you spend waiting for that baby does not factor in to your appreciation of responsibility. If anything, people who have been trying to become pregnant longer have had more time to think about those responsibilities. They have also probably been around lots of babies as their friends started their families.
Perhaps part of what fuels this perception is that infertile couples have a longer time to "dream" about what being a parent will be like. Like every other couple, we have our fantasies-my child will sleep through the night, would never have a tantrum in public, and will always eat his vegetables. Let us have our fantasies. Those fantasies are some of the few parent-to-be perks that we have-let us have them. You can give us your knowing looks when we discover the truth later.

Don't Gossip About Your Friend's Condition
Infertility treatments are very private and embarrassing, which is why many couples choose to undergo these treatments in secret. Men especially are very sensitive to letting people know about infertility testing, such as sperm counts. Gossiping about infertility is not usually done in a malicious manner. The gossipers are usually well-meaning people who are only trying to find out more about infertility so they can help their loved ones.
Regardless of why you are sharing this information with someone else, it hurts and embarrasses your friend to find out that Madge the bank teller knows what your husband's sperm count is and when your next period is expected. Infertility is something that should be kept as private as your friend wants to keep it. Respect your friend's privacy, and don't share any information that your friend hasn't authorized.

Don't Push Adoption (Yet)
Adoption is a wonderful way for infertile people to become parents. (As an adoptive parent, I can fully vouch for this!!) However, the couple needs to work through many issues before they will be ready to make an adoption decision. Before they can make the decision to love a "stranger's baby," they must first grieve the loss of that baby with Daddy's eyes and Mommy's nose. Adoption social workers recognize the importance of the grieving process. When my husband and I went for our initial adoption interview, we expected the first question to be, "Why do you want to adopt a baby?" Instead, the question was, "Have you grieved the loss of your biological child yet?" Our social worker emphasized how important it is to shut one door before you open another.
You do, indeed, need to grieve this loss before you are ready to start the adoption process. The adoption process is very long and expensive, and it is not an easy road. So, the couple needs to be very sure that they can let go of the hope of a biological child and that they can love an adopted baby. This takes time, and some couples are never able to reach this point. If your friend cannot love a baby that isn't her "own," then adoption isn't the right decision for her, and it is certainly not what is best for the baby.
Mentioning adoption in passing can be a comfort to some couples. (The only words that ever offered me comfort were from my sister, who said, "Whether through pregnancy or adoption, you will be a mother one day.") However, "pushing" the issue can frustrate your friend. So, mention the idea in passing if it seems appropriate, and then drop it. When your friend is ready to talk about adoption, she will raise the issue herself.
So, what can you say to your infertile friends? Unless you say "I am giving you this baby," there is nothing you can say that will erase their pain. So, take that pressure off of yourself. It isn't your job to erase their pain, but there is a lot you can do to lesson the load. Here are a few ideas.

Let Them Know That You Care
The best thing you can do is let your infertile friends know that you care. Send them cards. Let them cry on your shoulder. If they are religious, let them know you are praying for them. Offer the same support you would offer a friend who has lost a loved one. Just knowing they can count on you to be there for them lightens the load and lets them know that they aren't going through this alone.

Remember Them on Mother's Day
With all of the activity on Mother's Day, people tend to forget about women who cannot become mothers. Mother's Day is an incredibly painful time for infertile women. You cannot get away from it-There are ads on the TV, posters at the stores, church sermons devoted to celebrating motherhood, and all of the plans for celebrating with your own mother and mother-in-law. Mother's Day is an important celebration and one that I relish now that I am a mother. However, it was very painful while I was waiting for my baby. Remember your infertile friends on Mother's Day, and send them a card to let them know you are thinking of them. They will appreciate knowing that you haven't "forgotten" them.

Support Their Decision to Stop Treatments
No couple can endure infertility treatments forever. At some point, they will stop. This is an agonizing decision to make, and it involves even more grief. Even if the couple chooses to adopt a baby, they must still first grieve the loss of that baby who would have had mommy's nose and daddy's eyes.
Once the couple has made the decision to stop treatments, support their decision. Don't encourage them to try again, and don't discourage them from adopting, if that is their choice. Once the couple has reached resolution (whether to live without children, adopt a child, or become foster parents), they can finally put that chapter of their lives behind them. Don't try to open that chapter again.
Original text from RESOLVE: The National Infertility Association Website: http://www.resolve.org/site/PageServer?pagename=lrn_ffaf_ie

Sunday, September 27, 2009

The Beginning

I want to first begin by introducing myself. My name is Carla. I have one 7 year old son and I've been married since 2000. I'm basically doing a blog because it is a good way for me to write down my thoughts and not to mention, I enjoy reading other blogs. My hobbies include crochet, sewing, volleyball, softball (my fav.), reading when I can, going to the beach, and the most important of all hobbies is spending as much time with my son as possible. I recently got laid off from my job of 12 years. It was heartbreaking at first but a blessing at the same time. It gave me the opportunity go pursue my dream in nursing and go back to college. I began college full time in January. Graduated with straight A's, 4.00 GPA and on the President's list. This was a HUGE accomplishment for me since I never took the time to do well when I was in high school. I took a COMM class over the summer and also made an A. I am currently in BIO 168 (A&P) and I'm taking CNA courses. Next semester, I will have to take BIO 169, MAT, and Microbiology and hopefully if all goes well, I'll be able to apply for the nursing program no later than July 2010. Wish me luck!!

It has been a difficult road going back to school. I stay busy and most don't understand that when I say I'm busy, I really am. Going back to school took a hit on my social life but I had to prioritize and school came first. Most of my friendships suffered even though with understanding friends, it shouldn't have. It may have came down to it seeming as though I was always using an excuse when I would say I was busy, but I truly was busy. I'm a social butterfly so going back to school has somewhat put me in a funk at times. No one to really hang out with or talk to. I do have to say that I LOVE my CNA class and all the people in there. They are all extremely funny and nice. Luckily, my social life didn't come to a dead end. I'm seeing the door open for other opportunities so the funk is going away slowly.

CNA classes are lots of fun, especially doing the labs and clinical. We go to an assisted living home every Friday. I have to say, I am squeamish so I wasn't sure if I was going to pass this class, especially if I had to change soiled linens. Luckily, I haven't had to do any of that. We learn 64-69 different skills and yes, that is one of them but at this particular facility, it is extremely unlikely that I will have to face that. I have gotten to do a lot at the facility and the best part is the residents. They make our time there a lot of fun. The first day going, I almost cried looking at the common area where they gather as their "local hangout." It pulls at your heart strings when you know most of these residents don't have family or friends that visit them. But, luckily that feeling passed very quickly when one of the residents began telling us jokes. The first day, we mainly observed and got to perform showers for the residents. Amazingly, it wasn't bad at all. Nothing like what I expected. The 2nd time there, we did showers, shaves, hair/nail care, and made beds (which hardly any were unmade). I love doing nails so I got to socialize w/ a resident for a long time while making her nails pretty! She was so sweet and we got wrapped up in good conversation. In a way, it helps me put my struggles in perspective when visiting the facility. I'll keep updates on the assisted living facility. Only 3 more Fridays to go and then the state exam.

Another reason is to vent my frustrations over the past few years regarding the fertility problems that my husband and I have faced. Let me say this before I go any further, the miscarriages do not control my life, they are only part of my life which make me the person I am today. Yes, I will discuss them frequently because I am still young and want to try for another child. However, I do have thicker skin than people give me credit for. Discussing my losses do not send me into a downward spiral but I do have those occasional days where I am very sad and it weighs heavily on my heart. I also want to clarify that I am not contagious and you will not become infertile if you drink out of my faucet or eat something that I cook.

We have been through 4 miscarriages since the birth of my son in 2002. The last miscarriage was in October 2008. We actually haven't tried since. School has taken my mind off of it and has kept me so busy. There were times where I was perfectly content just going or focusing on school that trying for another baby was out of the question. I was happy with just one, but lately, I see how fast our son is growing up and I feel like it is now or never. I feel extremely bad for my son because he wants a brother or a sister. We had it all planned out with timing and everything. I had no problems w/ my first pregnancy. The first miscarriage ended in a D&E due to there was no heartbeat. After the 3rd miscarriage, we went for Reproductive Loss Panels (RPLs). Basically, I am hypothyroid (which I already knew), have high testosterone since I need to lose weight, and I have Anti Phospholipid Antibodies. I do not have Lupus even though a lot of women w/ APS are diagnosed w/ this disease. I had been on Synthroid for years, switched over to Levoxyl and decided I wanted to come off of it completely. December 30, 2009 was the last day I took thyroid meds. I wasn't on the medication before having my son, so yes, part of me believes it has contributed to my losses. I know all the Dr.'s in the world would disagree but all haven't been through miscarriages either. The last pregnancy I had, I went on Lovenox ( a blood thinner ). I was on it 3 days and miscarried. My Reproductive Endocrinologist (RE) wants me to take the baby aspirin and Lovenox the next time we conceive.

When my son began 2nd grade this year, I had seriously thought about trying again. Fear is holding me back. There is fear of a lot of different things. Obviously losing the baby, but more of the emotions that I go through. My emotional roller coaster has drove so many people away. I know, if some of you are like me, you are thinking WTF, that's just wrong! But, the reality is, my emotions, at one point, had taken over who I was. I was never a very sensitive person and it took a lot for me to cry or worry about stupid nonsense. Since my losses, I've became a cry baby. Literally. I don't think I'm emotionally unstable, but I cry extremely easy. I let things bother me more and I hate change. I don't like losing people I care about because it is like having another miscarriage in that it puts me right back on that roller coaster of emotions. A lot of the people in my life during those times didn't understand what I was going through so they found it "difficult" to talk to me about it. I am sure that any woman that has suffered a loss just wants someone to listen to them and offer a shoulder if they need it. I wasn't asking for the moon handed to me on a silver platter, just company that could just listen. I have found that to be the most difficult thing for most anyone to do these days.....listen! So in turn, it made me feel very uncomfortable to discuss my losses as well as cry openly when I felt like it. I had to smile and laugh at times that I didn't want to just so I didn't push people away or make them feel "uncomfortable." I would have to release those emotions at home, behind closed doors when everyone was either at school or at work. No one had a clue what I went through daily. For some, it was just knowing that I have suffered fertility problems that pushed them away. It makes you feel as though you have a person to person contact disorder or that I'm abnormal. It hurts but if I said that, I was claimed "emotional" or what have you. I've always considered myself to be a very strong willed, strong headed person, but not this time. Not when I had the MCs. They took away my confidence, my pride, my strength. I feel weak and vulnerable these days when it comes to any relationship so I have a difficult time trusting. Of course I know that isn't healthy, but it is one of the nice little things that the MCs left behind. I know some probably think, why isn't she on some anti depressants. Well the reason is because my RE doesn't want me on them unless I absolutely can't live w/ out them. For the past year, I've dealt w/ these emotions very well compared to the many years before. I'm not up and down all the time like I was but looking back, I wonder if it was the MCs that made me so emotional or just not having anyone to listen to me talk about them. They are a part of my life and the most significant occurrences over the past few years. Of course I'm going to talk about them but talking helps me w/ those emotions. I'm not uncomfortable discussing our losses so I'm not really sure why others are. Sometimes I believe it is some sort of excuse or comp out on their part. I mean, when our lives turn upside down, we expect our family and friends to reach out to us no matter what the circumstances are. When your friend has suffered a death of a family member, do you befriend them over that? Do you walk around uncomfortable to talk about the death if your friend is 100% comfortable in talking about it? It just doesn't add up to me. There have also been those wonderful people in my life that have called just to check on me here and there or email to see how things are going. These people have been my saving grace.

There are so many days that I wish I could be the person I was before the first loss. The person that didn't care about much of anything or anyone except for my family. I care too much about people, animals, the environment, oh the list goes on and on. I worry myself endlessly over the minute things. When I said I have thicker skin than I get credit for, it is true. I can handle the MCs, talk about them, be around pregnant women, shop w/ them, see baby things, crochet baby things, all of this w/ out having a break down. These types of things don't generally make me upset. What makes me upset is feeling alone or dealing w/ all of this by myself, people treating you like you are a thin sheet of glass about to break, or the fear of wanting something I may never have. I have the right to be upset even though so many have made me feel like I'm an idiot for every crying or discussing my pain over the losses. Obviously these are the same people that have never endured what I have nor have any interest in dealing w/ a friend that has went through multiple MCs.

I have wanted to try again soon but I'm not sure if I'm where I need to be or if I will even attempt another pregnancy. I have friends having babies and that may be good enough for me. And no, I'm not obsessed w/ their pregnancies or babies, just happy for them. I have one friend, Katie, that I recently got a shower invite from. I was so happy that she invited me! I'm anxious to find out what the sex of her baby is. We talk a lot about her pregnancy and how she's doing. I've even sent her a message thanking her for not treating me any differently since I have went through MCs. I am excited for her because I would be regardless if I had any miscarriages or not. I want to enjoy her excitement w/ her. It has NOTHING to do w/ my previous losses. I have always enjoyed anything maternity since I can remember. I love looking at baby clothes and accessories. I think pregnant women are adorable and I have babysat babies/children pretty much my whole life. I don't want the excitement of someone's pregnancy get confused w/ some crazy obsession over their baby. It's only sharing their joy and excitement because I'm happy for them and I remember the excitement I had when I was expecting my son. It was the happiest I have ever been and I loved it when people wanted to talk about my pregnancy. So I suppose I do the same thing because that is what I liked when I was expecting.

Anyways, more updates later on if we decide to try again, as well as school. :-)