Now that I ranted time for me to give some background.
In 2003 I met the most wonderful man in the universe.
The love of my life. We were living together for 7 years before getting married in 2010. We started trying to conceive in May 2012. Months went by and nothing happened. I did some tests and everything came back fine. In August 2013 my hubby had a sperm analysis. Oligospermia, low motility, 0% morphology. We had a second tests at CRGH that confirmed the results. I was told I have a submucosal fibroid and needed to remove.
We didn't like CRGH and were referred to a fertility specialist. I had the surgery and husband had clomid which worked wonders for him. Started tryin Jan14 and February I was pregnant!first trimester went by and we had the nuchal testing which was perfect. We then decided to have the Ariosa test. Came back with 99% for Downs...
We had amnio on the same day at Kings hospital....the results came...the rest is history. Had to gove birth to my baby girl who was born sleeping on 25/5/14...the pain unbearable
In the meantime husbands numbers were low again. We decided to have ICSI with PGS but before that doctor told me I had to remove another fibroid and freeze the embryos and do FET later. We decided to unfreeze 6 out of the 10 embryos and test them. One was normal. On the day of the transfer the doctor didn't manage to do the transfer properly and ended up with BFN because of that.
In September 2015 hubby started clomid. We conceived again in feb16. On 8 weeks scan there was no heartbeat.
Moving on, we saw Dr J Ramsay in July15. He identified a pituitary tumor and hubby got treatment which decreased prolactin and increased testosterone. But total count and morphology didn't improve. Forgot to say that hubby had surgery for undescended testicle when 12.
We moved to Lister for ICSI. January17 started cycle, 3 good quality blasts BFP, silent miscarriage at 9 weeks.
In the meantime i turned 39...
June17 IMSI cycle went really badly. 9 eggs, 5 injected, 5 fertilized, one bad quality blasto
Here I am now, sitting at home at my desk reflecting what to do next. I feel cursed...