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What's next?

The injectable drugs are anywhere from $900 to $1800 depending on where I get them from. Clearly, one choice is better than another but my insurance doesn't cover a dime because of the way our HSA is set up. With the money we have left in our HSA and the amount that we would need to meet our deductible, we just can't afford it right now.

So, the next step is to take a voluntary break because my husband will be out of town during "prime time" and then start clomid back up in July. Yes, they are allowing me to do clomid again, even though I had those side effects. They said that it's bound to happen but it's not permanent. So they will allow me to do 2 more rounds and then I have to move on.

While these steps still cost money, it's much more manageable and we are excited for what will happen.

That's all for now.


satto said…
I'm sorry you have to take a break. I had one forced on me and it turned out to be exactly what I needed to find "myself" again. You know the me before I labeled myself an infertile and spent every second of every day thinking about IF.

I hope this break is good for you too.
*Sam* said…
Maybe this break is what you need. Still keeping all fingers and toes crossed for you
Just me said…
Are you able to maybe sock some money away over the next three months, a little at a time (like $50/week or something?), while you take your month off and then do the clomid? It might make the $$ a little more manageable down the line. And if the clomid works, you can always use it to buy diapers! ;)
Andrea said…
I hope the break is the "break" you guys need, keeping you in my thoughts!
Andrea said…
Also, because you need a pick-me-up

I nominate you for a Sisterhood Award!

Sisterhood Award
Jody said…
I will keep you guys in my thoughts. I'm so sorry about everything you've gone through, I really hope this break is what you guys need and the Clomid does wonders!

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