I gave myself my first Follistim injection this morning. Tonight I’ll mix the Menopur (which I’ve been doing for over a year, so I’m a total pro by now) and inject myself with that, too. It’s starting to sink in. We’re finally doing this!
Hubby keeps asking me questions: When do you add X medication? How many samples of sperm do I really have to give? When do I have to give you the trigger shot? When is the retrieval going to be? Etc., etc., etc.
It’s not unusual for Hubby to ask me a million questions on any given topic. It’s a quality that, while I find it endearing, can become annoying rather quickly. I often have to remind him that I’m not a dictionary, nor am I the internet. Or, more recently, that there’s a calendar hanging on the fridge, which I have not yet memorized, that can answer most of these questions.
His newest obsession is how his high sperm DNA fragmentation is going to affect fertilization with ICSI. He’s been asking Dr. Google, rather than me or Dr. C. The nurse who did the original baseline ultrasound back in November explained to us that the egg is actually capable of repairing sperm DNA, given enough time, which is supposedly one of the benefits of doing ICSI. So far, Hubby’s research hasn’t confirmed this, but I’d like to think that, if we can’t have super sperm, maybe we can at least have semi-super eggs. DNA-repairing eggs.
But first we have to get enough of them to make retrieval possible. That’s the part we have to work on now. Day by day. Injection by injection.