My husband and I started trying to conceive
even before we were married (I was 31), within 2 months
I was pregnant, but miscarried at 6 weeks (blighted
ovum). I fell pregnant again naturally 3 months later
and once again miscarried at 7weeks ( there was even
a heartbeat). Completely devastated I approached a fertility
specialist who ran all the test and discovered my FSH
level was 21.
A month later it shot up to 40, the Dr then
informed me that I was in premature
menopause. At first I disagreed, as I was
still having regular periods, although they had
become a little scanty, but he advised me that
there was nothing he could do aside from egg
I was lucky to find someone and within 3 months of
my "diagnosis" I was pregnant with twins.
To my horror, at 5 months I lost one of my precious
boys (who would have thought that i'd have to go through
more loss?). I managed to carry his brother till 38
weeks with some prem labour and lots of bed rest. My
beautiful son is 15 months old and thriving.
I breastfed for 4 months and had to go back to work.
I fell pregnant naturally the following month. Again,
I miscarriaged at 7 weeks. My period had been quite
regular but scanty. My gynecologist mentioned a young
patient of hers who had come to her diagnosed with POF
(premature ovarian failure), with FSH levels in the
70's and in full menopause (no period, hot flashes and
confirmation of her condition by at least 3 doctors),
but who had then gone for regular acupuncture and reflexology
and within 2 months had a period and the following month
she fell pregnant , she now has a healthy 2 year old
Needless to say I contacted the patient, got the number
of the homeopath and started my sessions. I'm some what
of a sceptic when it comes to alternative medicine,
but I reckoned I had nothing to lose. I started in December
and by the end of the month I had a much heavier period.
Again in January my period was heavier than it had been
for ages (I must admit I was a quite disappointed when
I wasn't pregnant in January). By March the 21st, to
be exact, I was pregnant. Three months of nervous, freaked
out hell and we discovered I am going to have a boy,
I am now 18 weeks pregnant and everthing is looking
great, still slightly anxious-can't wait for the birth).
The point is not to give up, quite honestly I had resigned
myself to only conceive with donated eggs or adoption....goes
to show you never know.