Ok so it's a little late for that title...but I liked it...
I hit the wall this morning. I'm finally completely uncomfortable. My nurse patted my belly and said, "Your poor belly, that looks miserable." I'm done...I feel like my ovaries are about to explode. I tried on three different pairs of pants this morning before giving up and moving on to a dress. They would button but it's really uncomfortable for anything to squeeze my abdomen.
I've been an emotional train-wreck today. I almost came over the table over something a co-worker said. One of my co-workers was asking around for garlic and wolfsbane to keep me away today. She loves me, though! (Yes, Whitney, it was your mother :) ) Lots of people and everything is really pissing me off. I blame my hormones, and maybe a little anxiety over having to wait 9 hours for a phone call to hear if it was time...
...And lo, it was!
I was instructed by my IVF coordinator, Jan, to inject 10,000 units of HCG into my ass. So, I did. It's a simple process...
You start with your basic everyday around the house syringe and 18 guage needle. Oh, and your bottle of HCG that you can order off any crazy diet website even though all the paperwork says it does nothing for weight loss...which if you ask most pregnant women, they'll probably tell you the HCG in their system had the opposite effect...but I digress...
You mix 1ml of the skinny vial into the fat vial...
Insert needle while husband keeps his back turned and your puppy at bay and move on with your life for a whole 36 hours of needle-free bliss. YAY! It feels great to be at this point. I'm going to swell even more as my follicles get to their final maturity level, which means another dress tomorrow, but it's totally worth it!
Tomorrow night BJ and I will head down for the big needle in Chattanooga Thursday morning. I get to meet Dr. Bird, Donesky's partner, for the first time face to fa...Oh, hell, let's face it...face to beav... Talk about an awkward first date...at least I'll be ruphied... I've only ever talked to the man while sobbing, so I hope this goes over better...on the bright side, it will be Donesky doing the transfer next Tuesday...
Jan, the coordinator, emphasized the importance of not wearing any perfume or scented lotion. Eggs and embryos are extraordinarily sensitive to it and not in a good for them kind of way. So BJ and I will show up steam cleaned and Eau de Naturale.
We are that much closer to the moment of truth. I cannot emphasize enough just how grateful I am to have another chance. I'm confident in my medical team. I'm excited to see/hear how my embryo-babies do this time. I kind of feel like I have to kick my future children out of the nest when they are -38 weeks old. Hopefully, if things go well, they'll use this against me one day. It's hard thinking about them having to fend for themselves outside of my body their first few days. Susan, my embryologist, will take good care of them, though. I know she wants things to go better for us this time.
Peace, Love and Praying for Strong Em-babies,
MK
I hit the wall this morning. I'm finally completely uncomfortable. My nurse patted my belly and said, "Your poor belly, that looks miserable." I'm done...I feel like my ovaries are about to explode. I tried on three different pairs of pants this morning before giving up and moving on to a dress. They would button but it's really uncomfortable for anything to squeeze my abdomen.
I've been an emotional train-wreck today. I almost came over the table over something a co-worker said. One of my co-workers was asking around for garlic and wolfsbane to keep me away today. She loves me, though! (Yes, Whitney, it was your mother :) ) Lots of people and everything is really pissing me off. I blame my hormones, and maybe a little anxiety over having to wait 9 hours for a phone call to hear if it was time...
...And lo, it was!
I was instructed by my IVF coordinator, Jan, to inject 10,000 units of HCG into my ass. So, I did. It's a simple process...
You hand it to your husband for an inspection. Actually this is BJ's first time holding a syringe. I'm really proud of him. He's very brave...
Insert needle while husband keeps his back turned and your puppy at bay and move on with your life for a whole 36 hours of needle-free bliss. YAY! It feels great to be at this point. I'm going to swell even more as my follicles get to their final maturity level, which means another dress tomorrow, but it's totally worth it!
Tomorrow night BJ and I will head down for the big needle in Chattanooga Thursday morning. I get to meet Dr. Bird, Donesky's partner, for the first time face to fa...Oh, hell, let's face it...face to beav... Talk about an awkward first date...at least I'll be ruphied... I've only ever talked to the man while sobbing, so I hope this goes over better...on the bright side, it will be Donesky doing the transfer next Tuesday...
Jan, the coordinator, emphasized the importance of not wearing any perfume or scented lotion. Eggs and embryos are extraordinarily sensitive to it and not in a good for them kind of way. So BJ and I will show up steam cleaned and Eau de Naturale.
We are that much closer to the moment of truth. I cannot emphasize enough just how grateful I am to have another chance. I'm confident in my medical team. I'm excited to see/hear how my embryo-babies do this time. I kind of feel like I have to kick my future children out of the nest when they are -38 weeks old. Hopefully, if things go well, they'll use this against me one day. It's hard thinking about them having to fend for themselves outside of my body their first few days. Susan, my embryologist, will take good care of them, though. I know she wants things to go better for us this time.
Peace, Love and Praying for Strong Em-babies,
MK
She does love you, trust me. And you kinda have to trust me because, after all, who doesnt trust a nurse? She sent me a text yesterday telling me to pray for you.... that's love. We all love you - even when you are raging with hormones! I'm sending some prayers your way. Much love from Florida!
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