Change of Plans

I had a very emotional morning.  Lots of tears and cursing.  Ha.  It seriously felt like God was just letting one more bad thing happen to add to the several others over the past couple weeks.

I got a phone call on my way into the grocery store saying that our insurance coverage for infertility treatments would be ending after this third cycle.  I was shocked.  What did they mean "third"?

Well, apparently they count the retrieval, FET 1, and FET 2 as three separate ART cycles.  I was crushed.  I didn't want to lose out on having any more kids.  This process would go from costing us around $5,000 to $20,000+.  I ugly-cried all the way home.  The people in the cars next to me probably thought I found out someone just died.

My new nurse (who is absolutely awesome) called me within minutes of me sending her an email explaining my frustration.  She told me to come to the office because the head finance/insurance guy for the clinic (as well as my doctor) were in this morning.

I met with Nodler and we discussed all the options.  They had only submitted pre-approval paperwork for FET #2.  That meant we could go a different route for our third cycle.  So instead of doing an FET (which we can pay for on our own for "only" $5,000) we are going to use the last cycle to do a fresh cycle (which is $20,000, but now will cost us much, much less).  This way we can get more eggs and create as many embryos as possible!  We will transfer in a couple fresh embryos so that hopefully one sticks.  That will all be covered for our final insurance cycle.  We then will freeze any extra embryos created and CCS them.  I will hopefully be pregnant with one and have at least the current frozen embryo and any leftover embryos frozen to use in a couple years when we want more kids.  

A weight finally started lifting off my chest.  I felt a little bad for being so upset when maybe this is what God wanted to happen so we can have more embryos created at less out-of-pocket cost.  

I actually was so upset and cried so hard I had a terrible migraine that lasted all afternoon.

Look how long those needles are.  The blue ones actually go in my toosh.  The pink are used for mixing (they're thicker).

My special order progesterone in ethyl oleate arrived today.  With it costing $210, I'm glad I will still get use out of it.  Hopefully I'll be in a lot less pain since I'll be taking half the normal dosage plus only getting the shot every other day!