Two and a half weeks ago a doctor placed two perfect embryos into my well prepared uterus. The whole experience was spellbinding and I held out for a staggering six days before I buckled and took a pregnancy test.
Two perfect pink lines popped up. Shocked, I don't know why getting pregnant via IVF is shocking but it is, my husband and I celebrated.
Things started to go a bit wobbly when I couldn't stop myself from peeing on the dreaded sticks.
The blasted things refused to go darker or to stop fading in and out.
I wished, hoped and prayed. It didn't help; the darn tests refused to comply. I succumbed to the fear and begged my GP for a blood test.
The result, from a blood sample taken at 13dp5dt, was 81mIU/mL. The doctor said this was low and ordered a second test.
I duly submitted my arm to the phlebotomist fifteen days after our exquisite embryos had entered my uterus.
There was 130mIU/mL of hCG in my blood at
My husband went on an internet rampage and found a chart that we hoped would comfort us.
If you look closely you can see our first blood test just scraped into the minimum acceptable level. However, our second blood test result has fallen off the bottom of the bloomin' scale. The doubling time for my hCG hormone level is 75 hours. Not great. Ideally the hormone should double every 48 hours but anything faster than 72 hours is considered okay.
Recently my husband and I have been doing a lot of this:
It could still all be fine and dandy but it isn't looking likely. So we are still doing this: