Yep, the harder they fall.
My poor strong J has fallen, cracked, melted down. It was a big one which I will spare the messiest of details about.
The short story is that I came home from work yesterday still in the happy zen place brought on by gardening and found J at her laptop creating spreadsheets (never a good sign). She had been making calls to various clinics to see determine if 1) they will transfer J’s embryos to me and 2) the cost of said procedure. What she found is that people in our area are making this request and question much too hard.
*Dr Gruff (my RE) said that he will not do this as it is like surrogacy which he does not do. *Dr Good Clinic (far away) will do the procedure, will transfer embryos to both of us at the same time or through an FET for a cost of about $14,000 + meds.
*Dr New Clinic (J’s RE) is giving her the run around about whether they will do what we want and tried to quote a price for 2 IVF cycles. This did not fly well as giving embryos to me is really just a transfer plus some FDA-required tests.
Generally most clinics in our area seem to be treating us with a “poor silly lesbians” attitude which equates us with children rather than the highly educated women we are.
Oh, and J’s known donor is totally backing out so we can add in monthly sperm costs on top of IUI costs.
J’s comment: “I would just like to catch a single f*ing break! Just one!”
My response: “Wanna go pull some weeds?”
She did and we did. I never cease to be amazed how one of us is strong when the other is weak.
It would be really nice if an IUI would work soon.