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IVF Diary: Pavlov’s Dog

You may remember the infamous toilet scene from Trainspotting where our hero Renton finds himself so desperate for a hit that he resorts to some opium suppositories. What follows is three minutes of every germaphobe’s worst public toilet nightmare. Sure take a look:

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IVF Diary: Eye of the Tiger

When I wrote a post called Thinking About Another Baby nearly four years ago, I had no idea that I would end up here, telling you the story of our first IVF cycle.  Continue reading IVF Diary: Eye of the Tiger

Dear IVF diary

It has taken me a long time to write this. A really long time.

Before we started down the road of assisted fertility treatment, I had great intentions of documenting our IVF journey*.

Even if I didn’t publish it, I was sure that I would definitely write it all down, to have a record of that time to look back on – hopefully with fondness after a successful end – but also as a form of therapy. In the past I have found writing has really helped me to process strong emotions. But not this time. Continue reading Dear IVF diary

So you need to give a sperm sample?

When it comes to assisted fertility, men have their fair share of challenges when it comes to the procedures process. Here, my other half takes a hit for the team and gives you the inside track on what exactly happens after you’re handed the little plastic cup for a sperm sample…

It’s not like I haven’t been “interfering” with myself regularly for the past twenty years. I’m not embarrassed by it, never have been. But desperately sweating on myself while galloping the final mile of the Fertility Cup has got to be a personal low.

To prepare, I had to abstain from any sexual activity for three days, which for me is quite a lot. But there you go and there I was – brimming. Continue reading So you need to give a sperm sample?