Posted October 30, 2005
We believed that as soon as we had completed
our honeymoon, we would start trying for a baby and
succeed before our first wedding anniversary. How cruel
life can be!!
We started trying for a baby in the April and in August
I unknowingly fell pregnant. I didn't know due to an
extremely long bleed - I didn't even bother doing a
pregnancy test. It was only when I missed my next period
that I decided to do a test which came back positive.
However, our joy soon turned to tears very suddenly
when I started bleeding heavily, experiencing pain like
I never knew existed and being rushed into hospital
for an emergency operation. I had experienced an ectopic
pregnancy*. It led to a long road of infertility and
At the time, I was told that the ectopic had only ruined
one tube and that my fertility was not effected. This
was certainly not the case and after six further months
of trying, we became impatient and went to an IVF clinic
that had been recommended.
After being diagnosed with polycystic ovaries, my first
cycle proved positive on the initial blood test but
the result was low and they wanted to retest in the
next two days to ensure that the hormone was increasing,
by which stage I was already bleeding and the hormone
had vanished completely.
My next two cycles were frozen
ones, neither of which were successful.
My fourth cycle was successful, with a good blood result
after the two weeks and my husband and I thought, with
a lot of trepidation, that maybe we were finally going
to be parents. Our success was shortlived however, and
the day before my six-week scan, I miscarried. My consultant
still wanted to see me for the scan, just in case there
was more than one baby and the slight chance that I
could still be pregnant. In my heart of hearts, I knew
this was not the case and I tried desperately to psyche
myself up for the inevitable, but when there was nothing
on the screen, I just sobbed.
Fortunately, my consultant wanted to do some blood
tests as I was actually miscarrying at that time and
he thought that he may get some answers that he would
not be able to get at any time. I agreed - I didn't
really care! My husband and I went on holiday and made
the decision that we had gone as far as we could go,
financially, emotionally and physically.
When we returned, my consultant asked to see us with
regard to the results. He informed us that I appeared
to have a clotting problem, had higher than normal levels
of testosterone and anti phospholipid syndrome - all
of which went completely over our heads. After long
discussions, he explained that my immune system was
not allowing an embryo to implant properly and I was
getting blood clots in the placenta, causing it to fail
early on. His diagnosis let to me being treated with
intravenous immunoglobulin (IVIG) before my next cycle
(the one we had decided not to do!) and again immediately
after implantation, together with daily injections of
heparin to thin the blood.
There is a lot of controversy about IVIG in the UK
but it certainly worked for me! It wasn't the easiest
pregnancy in the world and I had to be constantly monitored,
having scans every two weeks until week 16 and then
four weekly until the end. However, I was supposed to
be induced at 40 weeks, I was not allowed to go overdue,
only to discover that I was already dilating. After
all our hassles, I had a very speedy delivery with no
drugs at all (1.5 hours) from breaking my waters to
delivery. People still say how lucky I was!
We now have a beautiful little boy who is now 21 months
old - he is our life and has fulfilled our dreams in
We are considering another cycle at the moment in order
to try and give him the sibling we want so much for
him but we will only try once. We could not go on the
same rollercoaster whilst caring for our beautiful toddler.
If it works, we will all be happy but guess what, if
it doesn't, we will still be happy.
My only comment to everyone reading this is that it
is always worth trying that one last time!
*Ectopic pregnancy - a pregnancy that
develops outside of the uterus.