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Another new person here and I have to say I have mixed feelings about finding this site. Firstly I'm angry that no one has told me about it before, secondly, relieved that people are going through the same thing and that there is somewhere to rant, cry and support each other. Thirdly, am now petrified that I've not prepared or done enough to give the best possible chance.
It will be our first go at ICSI this Jan. My DH had testicular cancer a few years ago (when kids were not on the agenda), had some frozen, one removed and it's resulted in low sperm count. Fortunately there is nothing wrong with me and we were told ICSI was our best shot. I’ve been on supercur??! The make you go through the menopause and send you loopy injection. Experienced killer headaches and night sweats but is bearable (although DH may disagree)
Yesterday went in for baseline scan and to start menapor, (the kick start one?), at the same time as DH was having a SA. Everything was fine until half an hour later when we got a phone call saying that his sperm count is substantially reduced from previous SA and that they need to get hold of frozen sperm (from different hospital) asap.
And guess what…..I’ve fallen to pieces again! Just when I was starting to get a bit optimistic and positive I feel like we’ve been slapped in the face again. I’m so angry and tired, wish I could stop crying, wish I had the positive outlook that people keep telling me to hold on to, but I’m exhausted.
It will be our first go at ICSI this Jan. My DH had testicular cancer a few years ago (when kids were not on the agenda), had some frozen, one removed and it's resulted in low sperm count. Fortunately there is nothing wrong with me and we were told ICSI was our best shot. I’ve been on supercur??! The make you go through the menopause and send you loopy injection. Experienced killer headaches and night sweats but is bearable (although DH may disagree)
Yesterday went in for baseline scan and to start menapor, (the kick start one?), at the same time as DH was having a SA. Everything was fine until half an hour later when we got a phone call saying that his sperm count is substantially reduced from previous SA and that they need to get hold of frozen sperm (from different hospital) asap.
And guess what…..I’ve fallen to pieces again! Just when I was starting to get a bit optimistic and positive I feel like we’ve been slapped in the face again. I’m so angry and tired, wish I could stop crying, wish I had the positive outlook that people keep telling me to hold on to, but I’m exhausted.