It’s a week since we went to the fertility clinic to meet with the consultant. We had very promising news! The hormones tested for were AMH, LH and FSH, and my AMH level had actually improved! It’s still below what it should be for my age – I’m 37 so it should really be above 5.5. But considering it was 1.4 in April, I was very encouraged to learn that it had actually gone up to 4! So my theory was probably right; although everyone was telling me prostap (Lupron) injection treatment for endometriosis would not affect my AMH level, it seems it did. What’s more, the consultant even said it may be slightly low currently due to the fact that I had a laproscopy recently to remove the tubes, two ovarian cysts and scar tissue.
The other two hormones were low, which is as it should be. So the indications are that I will respond well to treatment. However, I had a low follicle count – there were only seven at my ultrasound in April. Low numbers indeed, for a numbers game. But Dr R said that I could try a cycle or two with my own eggs. It is worth a shot. No one knows what will happen, so I’m going to go for it.
But. Two things. I’ve been reading that LH and FSH aren’t the whole picture. These hormone levels can be affected by high oestradiol. So they may look as if everything is fine, when actually, the only reason they are low is due to an excess of oestradiaol, not due to normal functioning of the ovaries. And oestradiol wasn’t tested for.
The other ‘but’ relates to my upcoming appointment with the consultant at the NHS hospital. Regarding the outcome of my operation. I’m now worried that he will say ‘Oh no, you haven’t got a chance with your own eggs, those ovaries are plastered to your uterus!’. [‘plastered’ is a word that the operating surgeon seemed fond of, in describing the state of my lower abdominal cavity. Thanks.]
But we can only wait and see. Like a work colleague said to me the other day, everyone will give me their opinion, but at the end of the day, it’s my decision what treatment we decide to do. (along with Mr W, obviously). On that note, we have booked Mr in for his sperm retrieval procedure on 10th January. Striking whilst the iron is hot, as it were.
I’m soooo glad I have the appointment on Tuesday, as it will enable me to leave work early on the last day, when my colleague on maternity leave is coming in with her baby. That will be a close one. I plan to leave before she arrives. I just cannot cope with sitting with her and the baby and the rest of the department, listening to three people’s leaving speeches. I have trouble enough as it is – I sometimes feel ‘trapped’ in the room where they do the speeches, the chairs and tables are those awful fixed, canteen style ones, all squished in together with no room in between. And it feels like everyone can see you. Ugh, agoraphobia, anyone?
Anyway, I am rambling now….I’m hoping for good things. It feels great to finally find out something a bit more positive, and to know that we could get started with our first cycle in the new year. 🙂