Microsurgery? My latest, desperate search for a way out of this mess

My cousin recently sent me an email with a link in it about male infertility.

Having dealt with infertility for almost 5 years now I have a tendency to ignore most links people send me - let's face it, if it's out there then be assured that there is a 99.9999% chance that I have already read it. I can list at least 10 things that my own doctor doesn't know about male infertility. Most of it might be theory...but when you're grasping for straws, even theory starts to sound good enough.

Thanks to a boring afternoon at work, I went ahead and clicked the link she sent me. Lo and behold, buried in an article that was telling me absolutely nothing new, I pulled out a golden nugget. The word "Microsurgery" used in the same sentence as the phrase "has shown good results in reversing male infertility."

Whoa.

I re-read it at least 5 times. Then I started searching for more articles on microsurgery. Before I knew it, I had blown about 3 hours learning something new (NEW!) in the infertility realm.

In all the years of testing that we have been put through, nobody has ever recommended that J see a urologist or any type of specialist. They have all pointed us in the direction of IVF - case closed.

Now, microsurgery is new. In fact, other than telling you that it's a surgical procedure that opens blocked/clogged ducts, I really don't understand it myself (even after hours of reading). I'm not sure which patients qualify - if WE qualify. I stand before you an ignorant, desperate woman grasping for more theories.

But I do know that with J's Vegas trip next week and this month's IVF on hold, we have all of March where we're not doing jack but sitting around on our asses, so we might as well be doing something.

I found a urologist at UVA that specializes in male infertility/microsurgery. I skipped right over our doctors heads and had J call them. First they have to figure out if this is something that is even correctable by surgery. Last week J faxed all his texts to them for their review. We're (of course) antsy as hell, so J called yesterday just to check on the status - we're told someone will call by tomorrow.

I know I am stupid to put any hope into this. In fact, it's without a doubt detrimental to my mental well-being that I even think of this as an option. I'd like to say I'm not...but last night I had a dream that we were ttc the fun way.

God, it was a goooooooooooooood dream...........