1) Different fertility drugs and IUI again. At about $3500 a cycle and only a 20% chance of pregnancy we quickly made that decision. No.
2) Exploratory surgery. I'm not sure of the cost, but I'm sure it is more than I am willing to pay. And I don't know that my SHITTY insurance would cover it. The doctor suggested that this be a last resort since it would be very invasive and in the end, he may find that I have no issues other than the unexplained infertility. So, that's a no.
3) In-Vitro. You don't even want to know the cost. It's thousands. And again, my SHITTY insurance doesn't cover it. But...Matt's does. We left the appointment today with the decision to see if I could get on Matt's insurance. The reason we have not looked into this before is because 1) I didn't think it would get this far and 2) cost. The monthly rate to add me to his insurance is more than a weeks pay for me. But, it is definitely much, much less than the cost of the in-vitro.
Decisions, decisions. I HATE them. It's difficult enough for me to choose a restaurant to have dinner. But, I alone did make a decision today. We're done with the fertility treatments. This is stressing me out more than you will ever know. I am sad. I am angry. I am disappointed. I am heartbroken.
A while ago I had a 20 year old girl in my office. She saw a picture of my niece Aubrey and asked (like almost everyone else does) if she was my daughter. I said no. Then she said something like this: Well, you look old. Don't you want children? I already have 2 kids. I politely said yes while in reality I wanted to punch her in the face. It's not fair.
