Well… The short story: They gave us our 6 weeks to do a rapid IVF

Conditions:

• I only get one shot at it… If my period comes exceptionally late or if we don’t collect decent eggs that is it. I need to go straight into Chemo. I think that is a fair deal.
• Kelly has to be up to tip top shape… If you know what I mean?
• I need to eat well and exercise and keep myself in the best shape possible.
• The oncologist said “You need to have the most crazy, far out 6 weeks of hair dos” hahahaha

All of them are fair I think.

Of course there are associated risks with waiting, but as the Oncologist outlined “Even if the cancer came back, there is NO way in telling if it did it on its own and not as a result of you waiting” … However, she also said “Your cancer is stage 1, low risk and we would not let you go ahead with this if we felt major danger, but ONE CYCLE only” …

I can deal with this. Naturally, you do question whether or not you made the right decision. I just have to have faith. My gut told me this was cancer in the beginning even though everyone kept saying no and I was right. My gut tells me now this is the right call. So please keep praying for us.

Afterwards I had an ultrasound and everything looked good and I had a lovely set of follicles looking healthy. Touch wood this bodes well for us.

Then this morning we were sent to the Fertility Clinic for Kelly to be “tested” … He was quite nervous, I understand. It isn’t something in the norm. I kept making jokes and laughing the whole way there. He was laughing too, though I am not sure if it was with me or at me…

When we walked in, it did not look at all like what you see in the movies. Nowhere near as clinical. It was actually very white, modern, clean with lots of crystal bits around. Everyone is smiling, almost like robots. Then when we hit the waiting room there were a few couples, a few women on their own and each and every one looking as sheepish as the next.

We heard our name and were escorted to a room which was TINY… I couldn’t help but laugh the whole time. I think it was sheepishness and awkwardness. That’s what it was… Awkward.

I love my husband so much. Sometimes it gets lost in everything just how much he is impacted by all this too. He is there, by my side and going through this with me. What he is being put through, though somewhat different to me, is still big and he has done it all without complaint, with grace and with humility.
I know I say it often, but honestly, he is just the sweetest, most wonderful man.

You Are The Love Of My Life…

This is short-ish and sweet for now as I have to go out… I am going to post something else later (Time permitting).

Just wanted to update on what is going on