There are very few things in the infertility journey that
are funny. The diagnosis, the doctor visits, the blood tests, the HSG, the
financial burden, the self-doubt, the wondering if you are less of a woman
because you can’t have kids, the daily emotional struggle – none of this is
funny. However, we did have an amusing moment in the past month with my
husband’s semen analysis.
While there are many infertility tests for women, men
generally don’t have a lot of testing done. Even though the rates of
infertility are similar between men and women, with 35% of all infertility
cases due to a problem in the women, 35% with a problem in the men, 20% in both
partners, and 10% unknown, usually a semen analysis is the only test a man
needs.
Since I’ve already been diagnosed with infertility, we
were referred to a reproductive endocrinologist for treatment. My husband
needed to have a semen analysis performed as one of the last pieces of our
infertility work up. Despite the fact that we live in a metropolitan area,
there are not many labs that handle semen samples. My husband called the
closest lab, a 22 minute drive from home in no traffic, to make arrangements
for his test. The lab does not allow you to collect your specimen on site, so
my husband would need to collect his specimen at home and deliver it to the lab
within 30 minutes. Although it wasn’t amusing at the time, the whole semen
collection and delivery is quite funny.
First, my husband had to book an appointment at a time
when it was likely that there would be no traffic. We also had to make sure
that his appointment didn’t overlap with my predicted fertile window since you
are required to abstain from ejaculating (yes, the instructions did say this
exactly) for 48 hours before specimen collection.
Getting from our apartment to the car and then driving to
the lab would take exactly 30 minutes - we timed it when he went to get the
specimen cup – so I worked from home that day so I could pull the car out front
and shave off a few precious minutes.
I spent the hour before leaving listening to all-traffic
all-the-time radio to make sure there were no problems on the route. I also
obsessively checked the traffic websites for construction or accidents.
I’m an obsessive worrier so I kept telling my husband to
remember to put his wallet in his pants, and to have his pants and shoes nearby
so we could leave ASAP, and to keep the specimen warm.
I waited out front in the car while he collected his
specimen. He was barely buckled up before I was off to the lab. Of course, we
hit every red light on the way to the highway. Once I got on the highway I got
stuck behind those people that drive 20 below in the passing lane. I had
terrible road rage, yelling ridiculous things about the semen sample needing to
get to its’ destination and to get out of my way NOW.
I was so stressed out driving because I wanted to drive
FAST to get the sample there on time, but I also didn’t want to get pulled over
for speeding. I imagined what I’d say to the cop if I got caught in a speed
trap “Sorry officer, I need to get this sperm to the lab” or “Can my husband
take the car and just leave me here on the side of the road while you write my
ticket?”.
Luckily, we made it there 25 minutes after specimen
collection. I didn’t get any speeding tickets. My husband found it really weird
to walk up to the lab technician and say “I have a sample of my semen for you”.
After the whole semen delivery, we had to wait 10 days
for the results. This sucked because they have to analyze the semen right away
and would have the results that afternoon, but they couldn’t upload the results
on the patient portal. It was 10 days before my husband could get an
appointment with his doctor to get the results.
Unfortunately, we found out that we are one of those
lucky 20% of couples where both partners have problems. Our appointment with
our reproductive endocrinologist is still 6 days away, but based on the most
recent medical studies, it looks like in
vitro fertilization with intracytoplasmic sperm injection (IVF with ICSI)
is our only option.
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