Yeah, so, about that whole pregnancy thing…

7 05 2013

This was my first transfer ever.  I’d done the one egg retrieval at Sher’s in Vegas, and made no blasts.  Two ERs with Dr B, 4 blasts, all frozen because we had to get my cytokines down to hope for a safe transfer.  Anyway–

My first beta was on May 1, eight days after the FET on April 23.  I’ve lost track of how many days old those blasts were, either 5 or 6, but the late A one was hatching after the thaw, and the early B was still dividing and differentiating between the “lump” that would become a baby and the “surrounding layer” that would be a placenta.  That beta was 371, and on Thursday May 2 Dr Braverman called to tell me I was pregnant… that even though I was doing biweekly hcG boosters (5000 units each), this number was sufficiently high to be definitely pregnant.  All good!

Second beta on May 3.  He emailed me on Saturday because the lab still hadn’t gotten him the results, and after some scurrying (they had a bad fax #) he emailed to tell me there were problems– the beta was only 128.  This was problematic of course, but he wondered if the first beta was somehow unusually high because of the booster, and my friend L___ suggested maybe I had two embryos implant and then one died.  So I was upset, but trying to hang on and be hopeful.  The third beta Monday (yesterday, May 6) would be crucial.  If it went back up, good, and if not, bad.

So, yeah… about that whole pregnancy thing.  Yesterday’s beta was only 101.  Definitely a chemical.  Dr B told me to stop taking all my meds, and I’ll get another beta Friday to follow it down to zero.  I’d already redrawn blood for a massive panel of (some old, some new) immune tests last week Wednesday, so I’ll be seeing Dr B in NY on the 18th to go over the results in person and figure out a few things:

— was there some new change in my immune status, which would be fixable leading up to another FET?

— if not, that kind of makes me think it was a chromosomal thing.  We have two frozen blasts left, an early C (C for Crud) and an early A (for Almost enough to make me excited.)  So, one more shot, basically.  (And I’m so freaking happy we didn’t take Dr B’s advice and put all four back at once.)

Although Dr. B (pre-FET) told me that I was on maximal immune therapy, I’m thinking there was enough time since my last humira dose (February) that maybe the TNF/IFN went back up.  Or something.  To me, right now, the lesson learned is, retest the immunes before the next FET!  Like, closely before.  Like a minimal number of weeks before to have the results but maximize their “freshness” and relevancy.

Anyway.  Cried on the sofa last night and then killed a few innocent pieces of pizza.

One more chance, folks.  *sigh*


not so fast

6 05 2013






2 05 2013

Sorry for the lack of updates.  I’m hoping only my fertility-challenged people read this because it’s way too soon to make a general announcement.  BUT, I have to give credit to Dr Braverman.


We transferred two embryos, a late A (the best) and the early B, on April 23.  They thawed perfectly thanks to Carlo’s magic skills, and got right back to dividing and growing.  The A was in the process of hatching.  Transfer was a snap, I got up and hiked all over the city with my husband and elderly aunt, had a big meatball sub (the Meatball Shop in the West Village is TO DIE FOR)… came back to Austin and got back to training jiu jitsu and even sparring, though no knee-on-belly, by Sunday the 28th.

And today Dr. B called me with the beta– which is not predictable as far as doubling time goes because I’m on hcG boosters (as well as the neupogen, lovenox and prednisone)– but he said the 371 number was well above what hcG boosters alone produce.  (He said that’s usually 50-60, and he knew a healthy pregnancy that happened with an 80.)

So I go to NY again mid-May for my first ultrasound.  And I’m as always swamped at work, so I have to get back to that.  Just wanted to say– Dr. B is the best. 🙂

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