What a week,
As most IVF ladies know the moment you walk out of the app. With your green esky full of medication you know it’s really happening. It’s a moment of excitement and nerves as you start trying to process the conversations that just took place. There I was, with my green esky wondering how do I hide this n the drug fridge at work, without every nurse and Doctor in the place knowing I’m cycling? Thank goodness for a discreet manager!
So for the past 6 days I have been “stimming.” The hubby has been giving me my needles in the morning before work. It’s actually a really nice few minutes together. Sounds odd I know, but we get up, make a sick joke, for example “let’s go make a baby” as we wonder down stairs to the kitchen to get the injections out of the fridge! DH has taken a very active role which is great! He gets the needles ready, gives me a kiss, and then stabs away. The needles aren’t a problem, they sting a tiny bit but that’s about it.
I had friends stay over the weekend, one has a 18 month old and the other is 27 weeks UTD, when I found out about her pregnancy after her one month of trying I was thrilled before but insanely sad for myself. At that stage I had been trying for 6 month with one MC and my heart was breaking inside. It is a difficult feeling as you are truly so incredibly happy for your friend. They have got it first go and therefore the heart break I was going thru they wouldn’t need to feel. This was good news, but I didn’t stop crying for about 4 hours, just sad and sorry for myself really. Was moderately concerned how I would feel seeing her this weekend as being in the emotional wreckage that is cycling thru IVF I had pre warned her I might burst into tears, but as soon as she was here it was truly gorgeous! She looked incredible and I felt nothing but happiness and excitement for my dear friend who deserves every happiness! It was a great weekend, and I felt human again! A new city where I know no one turned into dinners and coffees with my dear friends and I was so happy. It also made the weekend go fast as my first scan was Monday!
Couldn’t sleep last night I was so nervous. I have barely felt anything this week. I am tired, bloated/puffy and emotional but other than a few little twinges and aches I was starting to think I wasn’t responding to the medications! The nurse I saw in my initial consultation said I was at risk of under stimulation given my and that fact they were starting me on the lower end of the scale in terms of dosing. I was worried, I really didn’t want the journey to come to an abrupt stop now. Imagine after two weeks of medications and a week of daily injections being told it was for nothing! No thanks!
Ultrasounds and bloods this morning. I don’t know blood results until later this afternoon. The only thing that could stop the process from that end is if my oestrogen has shot thru the roof and I am at risk of over stimulation. Fingers crossed its good news!
But… ultrasound! I am responding!!!!!!
24 beautiful follicles growing! The nurse thinks Friday or Monday for EPU!
Wish me luck! I’ll up date at the Wednesday scan or if it all ends this afternoon with bad bloods! xxx