Cheater, cheater part 2?

I scheduled a phone consult with a new RE. Sometimes I feel like I am doctor jumping, but then I remind myself how important this is and that I should not settle. It felt a little less like cheating this time.

I could share all the reasons we decided to switch RE's, but I won't bore you with the long list. I'll give just one instead. We know IVF is around our corner if this cycle is a bust. Our RE has three offices in different cities, and ours is not his "home base". There is no way I would feel comfortable doing ivf there. While in the office last week I listened to a conversation between the embryologist & nurse. The embryologist was asking the nurse what day all the transfers would be on that week. To hell with what is best for the patient, I guess it all depends on the doctor's schedule!?

I emailed this new RE with multiple questions and he replied back within less than 24 hours! Hell, I can't even get the nurses at my office to call me back and I am an actual paying patient! Also, I will be seeing the doctor for all of my monitoring appointments. This is crazy to me, since I have only seen my current RE once. He also comes highly recommended and I have yet to find any bad reviews, despite much google searching & blog findings of his patients. The 3 hour drive will be worth it for my health (& sanity)!

Of course, I am hoping I can cancel this appointment in the next couple weeks.

Crisis averted

I know I have mentioned near run-ins with my Mother-in-law while leaving the RE. Since you have to walk through the main entrance of the local women's hospital to get to the RE, (I am not joking. What evil person designed things that way??) I am always worried about seeing someone I know.  When I'm alone I slap on my sunglasses and book it to the stairs or run to hide in a bathroom if I think I see someone I know. (True story) But, with the husband in tow, it's even more nerve-wracking.

Yesterday we had a follow-up appointment with our current RE. Husband sees his mom's car parked in the parking lot. ::Cue panic attack.:: Ok, we'll park in a different parking lot and walk farther in the 100 degree weather, no biggie. While we are sitting in the truck, getting our made up stories straight in case we see her, my grandparents drive by. At this point all I can do is laugh. As in laugh soo hard I can barely breathe. My cousin had just given birth, so she was also in the hospital. So, that just added even more family members to possibly dodge.

We miraculously made it in and out without seeing anyone. Goodbye RE! Yet another reason I won't miss you!!

Cheater, Cheater

So, we have been having some second thoughts about our RE recently. We had a consultation with a new RE yesterday.

Since our "2nd loss" I have questioned whether I was ever really pregnant again, or if my hcg was still up after my first d&c. My RE dismissed that theory right away. I could never really get rid of that feeling, but since I'm not a doctor I listened to him. The new RE thought the opposite. He also added in the possibility that I had an ectopic with my first pregnancy, in addition to my miscarriage. Of course, we will never know for sure, but new RE was confident that my numbers were up from my first loss.

New RE thought the recent d&c was unnecessary, due to my low numbers at the time. I questioned old RE's office about this beforehand, and was convinced it was needed. Also, I found out I had a cervical perforation during second d&C. I know it isn't that uncommon, but I was never told. I found out when I requested my medical records. Nice.

New RE wants me to also do Menopur injects. It contains both FSH & LH, which I have low levels of. I stimmed for 14 days last time (with gonal-f only) and only had one "for sure" follicle and then a close second they weren't positive about. Menopur should give me better quality eggs, faster.
This was one time that cheating was a smart & necessary decision.

Operation "don't see anyone we know" FAIL

Ok, so it wasn't even near being as bad as last time's close call, but still. I get so nervous everytime we head to the RE that we will see someone we know. But, this wasn't a close call. This was an "actually make eye contact with a person you don't want to see" call. We were on our way out of the hospital main doors when DH saw a pretty close friend of his parents. Said person also has daughter who is great friends with DH's sister. Lovely. Hopefully they don't mention the encounter.

Oh, and since we are always trying to avoid people, I decided we should take the stairs that are right next to the RE's office. We had no clue where they went, but how hard could it be to figure it out, right? Well, those stairs apparently only lead to locked doors. I had visions of us being stuck in this nasty stairwell. Locked doors and signs that said "keypad broken" was all there was. So, we stomped back up the stairs and luckily the door we entered in was still unlocked. Such fun stuff at the RE's I tell ya!