Hilariously heartbreaking

So we just heard from the doc.

The good news is that J griped up front that he didn't get "it all" in the cup. And he thinks it was the "first shot" (which is the most concentrated) that missed. (gross, tmi, I know. Sorry). So that might account for the extremely low counts.

Very low count, and a very low percentage of the swimmers who made it in the cup were actually moving. Basically, they want at least 20 million swimming. He had just under 4 million. Haven't heard anything about the shape yet. That "good news" should come on Monday.

So, he has to go back in and do it again. Which is where the "hilarious" comes in.

OR, he could just go straight to a specialist. But given the low volume due to the miss and an "odd" *ahem* *cough* "shot", it's better to have him reanalyzed. Should we end up going to the specialist, I will not make you vomit by discussing any physiological reasons there may be for the low count. Promise.

But he's crushed that he's part of the problem. I tried to comfort him by saying that at least it's even now. I couldn't even f-ing ovulate on my own. But still.

It looks like a good chance of IUIs on our horizon. *sigh* But hey, at least our hope levels could rise a bit.

And yet. It's hard to hear that if those stats were accurate, we have a markedly lower chance of conceiving each try. I feel a little like I just kissed my 2009 baby goodbye. And f*** all that.

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*EDIT*
A few hours have passed and I'm calmer now. We didn't really get bad news, like it felt. We really don't know anything more than we did this morning, just that the sample was no good. Bad news for J, because the "harrowing ordeal" must be repeated. But we're not doomed.