Your acupuncturist is your new bestie...

After all of our tests proved that my husband and I were essentially the definition of perfect fertile health (which by the way is a really annoying thing to hear when you’re struggling so much), you become labeled as “unexplained infertility” (which is also terribly annoying).  Basically that means be prepared to persevere your heart out, because with nothing to pinpoint, it’s going to be a long journey.  

A few months into my pointless road of intrauterine insemination, I decided to go see an acupuncturist.  On my first visit she spent an extraordinary amount of time with me and at one point told me my liver felt hot.  She asked me if I had ever had a liver work up, and if I had ever experienced complications with medication.  Without boring you with the nitty gritty details of hospital visits as a result of antibiotics gone awry, my answer was yes.  She felt that all the medication associated with IVF and IUI were not going to do me any good.  But being a doctor’s daughter, I gave some consideration to her hypothesis, but continued to inject myself with 22g needles and potent medication nightly.

 

After my second failed round of IVF my doctor, who now gave me a diagnosis of poor egg quality (for which there is no test, nor remedy), and told me I was a poor responder to medication.  Recently, my aunt concurred that given the failures I’d recently faced, I was no longer really a strong candidate for IVF... (should have listened to my acupuncturist all along!).

 

Tip: Your acupuncturist may not be as intuitive as mine, but it’s a road worth exploring.  The time spent at her office was time for myself.  It gave me an hour of forced rest every Tuesday and Saturday. Speaking to someone who wasn’t a doctor, but was equally as knowledgeable, was cathartic.  Whether a therapist, your hair stylist, or an acupuncturist, speaking to someone who is slightly removed from you emotionally, is such a refreshing outlet, and one definitely worth exploring.  Not to mention, Eastern medication has tremendous statistical success, so why the hell not?