Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Yayyyyyyyyyyyyy!

Got confirmation that they've updated their plan description so that gay homosexual lesbians are now covered.

I am bouncing off the walls with gratitude and relief. Big Shiny Fertility Factory, here I come!

(yes, the picture to the right is what I imagine it's going to be like, except that instead of having a star on my belly, it'll be a baby in there.)

I have three big folders of information from BSFF in my desk drawer at work; I haven't wanted to look at them for fear that I'd be looking at what I couldn't have. Gonna take them home tonight.

Wheeee!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Fingers crossed

The senior director for benefits at {my very large employer} is confident that it's a mixup, so I feel a fair bit better. I know I move to "what if" too quickly, but I'm just crappy at waiting and seeing, you know? Far more important to start freaking out immediately.

So -- there is hope. Everything crossed.


ETA: After the official email, the director wrote me a separate email, wishing us success and a baby in 2012. I'm all verklempt.  I do love my workplace sometimes.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Errrrrrrrrrrrgh.

The good:
Meeting with Big Shiny Fertility Factory doctor went well. I can work with him. He had some good things to say and wasn't put off by my knowing a lot of doctor-words. Some doctors hate it when you use doctor-words.

Not so good:
My insurance has kicked me back as not having IVF coverage, because I am not married and am using donor sperm. Now, I did check with my Benefits department in 2008 to make sure that this insurance plan covered the same as my other insurance plan (i.e., without regard to marital status or donor sperm). I was told that they did, which is why I switched my insurance. Now I'm being told differently. This is, quite literally, the $20,000 question.

If I'm not covered then. Well. I can wait a year, and switch back to my old insurance, on which I have one cycle remaining. Waiting a year is not a great idea when you're 38, not if you actually want to have a baby.

We could take out loans and pay out of pocket.  This is, obviously, a major commitment, and not one that Her Indoors and I necessarily see eye-to-eye on.

We could try again at home, using sperm from a different donor. This would make me sad, because I'd love Small Boy to have a full genetic sibling.

I'm kind of in a blind panic about the insurance coverage, angry at myself for not double-triple-quadruple-checking, angry that this, this could be what determines our family size, angry that we are so dependent upon others, angry, angry, angry that the last pregnancy didn't stick around when maybe it was my last chance or close to it.

I've got an email out to the Head Benefits Muk-a-Muk. Until I hear back about that I'm going to be on the knife edge.

Did I mention angry?