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Adrift: A Novel

Monday, June 10th, 2013.  CD3.

Warning:  Word Dump to Follow…

Business first, I guess…

If you follow the blog’s Facebook page then you probably already know this, but my last-ditch effort IUI hybrid injects/Femara cycle was a bust.

If you’re keeping tabs, that’s five IUIs, four inject cycles, 15 medicated cycles, and Godknowshowmany natural cycles that have failed.

That all comes to fifty months of failure under my belt.  That means that if my baby-making efforts had been successful at the start, I’d have a preschooler at this time.

My infertile journey is a walking, talking, potty-trained small person with a personality at this point.  Beat that, suckers!

Aside from the high levels of crazy I’m currently emitting, I’m also reasonably devastated.  I had a lot of hope for the countless changes in diet, lifestyle, and medication to make enough of a difference for this to have worked.

Maybe it’s too soon for all that change to have kicked in…

Or maybe it just won’t ever make a difference.

As the husband and I laid in bed on Saturday night talking about how shitty it is that we’re in our fifth year of progeny non-production, I could hear the frustration in his voice as he asked “When do you think these doctors will figure out why this isn’t happening?”

Oh sweetie.  I wish I knew.  And it breaks my heart that you’re now feeling what I’ve felt for so long…

I don’t know where to go from here.  I still haven’t heard back from the nurses on what Dr. F would like me to do now, whether that be further testing (which I’ve requested) or more medicated cycles (which I doubt, considering my track record).

I’m adrift.  No direction, no solutions, no options.

Well, not exactly NO options…

I’ll tell you what I told the husband:

At this point, every test I’ve had in the past four years has pointed to me being the problem.  For most of that four years, we didn’t know why.  At least now we have a vague idea, but thus far we haven’t been able to resolve anything.

In my mind, this all comes down to an egg quality issue.

No matter what the cause, something is happening with my eggs that’s causing them to either develop poorly, release weakly – or not at all, be of a quality so poor that fertilization doesn’t occur, or be of a quality so poor that when they do fertilize, they don’t develop properly into healthy embryos.

The basis for this hypothesis comes from a few things I’ve picked up through the years.

First, during natural cycles, I tend to ovulate weakly, if at all.  That has been proven with a combination of temping, varied OPK results, and ultrasound monitoring.  For this, we use a trigger to help force the mature follicles release the eggs, resulting in a stronger ovulation.  As to why I am not ovulating in a normal, healthy fashion… Well, that points to some sort of hormonal imbalance, and likely a poor quality egg that’s not triggering the body to ovulate on its own.

Second, even during medicated cycles wherein I am monitored closely and respond perfectly, pregnancy does not occur.  It stands to reason that the odds of anyone getting pregnant in any given month are between 20 and 25%, but considering the number of good-response medicated cycles I’ve completed, I should have seen some results by now given those odds.  That leads me to believe that the healthy sperm are just not finding anything worth fertilizing, or that there’s something wrong with the egg itself that causes it to not be able to be fertilized at all.

Third, I have had one cycle that resulted in pregnancy, but also ended in miscarriage.  During this hybrid Femara/Menopur cycle, I didn’t respond as well as expected, taking twice as long with the injects as I was led to believe would be necessary.  It’s true that not everyone responds the same way in every cycle, but that month felt a great deal like forcing my body to do something it was patently against.

Now, in that cycle, I spent five days taking Femara, ten days taking 75IU shots of Menopur, triggered with one decent-looking follicle and one just-okay follicle, and managed to get pregnant with the good ol’ mattress-dancin’ method.  Aha!  The swimmers can swim, and they can do what they’re meant to!  Check one unresolved question off the list.

My first beta was very low, which was a warning sign in retrospect, but I was told not to be terribly concerned.  Second beta was also low, but had doubled in the appropriate timeframe.  Then, at just before six weeks, I had some minor spotting that lasted only a few hours.  Again, I was told this was no big deal, and all was well.

A few days after that, I had what I can only realistically describe as a panic attack.  I don’t know what brought it on, I just knew that something was wrong and that I felt… off.  The doctor saw me right away, and found that my heart rate was high.  I was sent into the ultrasound room for a quick peak with directions to stay hydrated.  The ultrasound didn’t show much… that was the third warning sign.  By six weeks, a heartbeat is usually visible, but at 5wks6days, there wasn’t really even a definable embryo there, only a black spot where it should be.  I was sent home with instructions to come back in a week for my regular ultrasound, and not to worry, as my uterus is tilted in such a way that I might have some trouble with early ultrasounds.

Everyone knows how this story ends – the next two ultrasounds show little, if any, growth.  Development was not on track, and eventually started to revert.  No heartbeat was ever seen, let alone a fetal pole.  I miscarried, given the diagnosis of a missed miscarriage.  I think, to this day, that it may have been more accurately diagnosed as a blighted ovum, though I suppose a missed miscarriage can BE a blighted ovum.

Basically, a blighted ovum occurs when a fertilized egg implants, but development is slow, stops, or never starts due to a chromosomal abnormality.  This typically occurs in either the sperm or the egg, and since we know that the husband has super-swimmers, we can reasonably assume that this is the fault of my shitty eggs.

In order to prove this hypothesis, we need to complete an IVF cycle.  In order to examine my eggs closely, we would have to go through the whole process of stimming, retreiving, fertilizing, and observing the growth of the embryos.  If I have truly shitty eggs, they may not even progress into viable embryos, but there’s no way to tell until we’re fully invested.  It’s a big risk, both emotionally and financially.  To dump nearly $15K into something that has only a 50 to 60% chance of working is like savings account Russian roulette.  And that 50 to 60% is only if my eggs manage to fertilize properly, develop appropriately, survive a few days in a petri dish, and then implant in my uterine lining they way they’re meant to.

That’s a whole lotta really pricey ifs.

And so, that’s where we are today.  I have great sperm at my disposal, we know that my body is hospitable enough to carry a pregnancy, at least in the very early stages, and I respond well to medications.

I also have a mystery hormonal issue that is causing my eggs to stew in an imbalanced mixture of stuff that’s causing them to mutate into worthless cells that kill my chances at pregnancy month after month.

I’m doing everything I can to help my body make better eggs.  I’ve improved my diet, I take like thirty vitamins a day, and I regulate my insulin levels with dietary changes and medication to help balance my hormones as best I can.  I get plenty of rest, I stay hydrated, I relax as much as possible.  I am proactive with my health, and make sacrifices left and right to get my body into fighting shape.

I realize that most of what I’m doing takes time to make a real difference in egg quality.  Studies show that Metformin itself takes four months or more to see a noticeable improvement in quality, and I’ve only been taking that for 2.5 months – and at that, I have only been taking the full dosage of the original formula Met for one month.  I may not see improvement in my eggs until early July at the earliest, realistically sometime in August or September… Or possibly even later.

Another concern I’ve had is with my recent estradiol numbers around ovulation.  They were rather low, and I have heard that can be an indicator of low egg quality.  Would I be a good candidate for estrogen priming?  Maybe.  Do I want to bring this up to my doctor and sound like a crazy person so early in our relationship?  …Maybe not.

Anyway, I’m obviously spinning out of control here, which we have all learned happens when I have no set plan in place.

This is why I am attempting to get my freaking doctor on the phone – I need a plan.  I need details, and a schedule, and a PLAN.

Here’s what I have so far:

Laparoscopy – I need to have one.  More and more, I think that this pain gets worse each month, and even if they find nothing amiss in there, I will likely need to have had a lap to start the IVF process anyway.  Might as well get it out of the way during the summer months.

DNA Karyotyping – The husband and I both need to do this.  I don’t know whether insurance will pay for the testing, but it’s getting done one way or another.

Genetic Screening – I especially want to have this done to find out whether I have some form of MTHFR.  That, and I probably need to do the CF screening to move forward with IVF, despite the fact that there’s no family history.

Autoimmune Testing – I’d like to have this done locally, but I know that most doctors don’t want to touch immune issue infertility with a ten foot pole.  I’m going to ask my current RE, however, if she can run the basics at least.  From there, I can at least get an idea whether I need to pursue further testing or treatment with one of the immunology bigwigs.

So that’s where I am.  I have very little information at hand, but I do have a lead.  I’m going to continue to take care of myself, and to press my doctors for more information and more testing.  I’m going to keep trying, month after month, whether it’s with IVF, plain old Femara, or just the good old fashioned bump n’ grind method.

Apologies for the giant word dump.  Sometimes you just need to take one.

 

 

 

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Trigger Progression – 13DPIUI

Friday, June 7th, 2013.  CD27, 13DPIUI.

Hey folks.

Here’s today’s batch of tests… The last one is from today – 13DPIUI/DPO, 15DPT.

As you can see, not much to write home about.

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That last test has a very faint, gray second line on it (which you may be able to see if you possess a healthy amount of the Crazy Line Eyes), but it only showed up after sitting on the bathroom counter for a half hour or so.  I’m guessing it’s an evap, just like the test from yesterday that’s above it.

Anyway, as you can see, it seems as though I’m fighting a losing battle against time.  The Prometrium is keeping my dear old Auntie at bay, but only temporarily, I’m sure.

As for symptoms — pregnancy, PMS, or otherwise — all I can tell you is that I’m cranky, hungry, exhausted at night and having trouble staying asleep in the very early morning hours, have ouchy boobies, and have been a little gaggy in the mornings for the past three days.  My temps are also still nicely up.

Again, none of this is shocking, and none of it points clearly one way or the other, which is frustrating.

It could be the Prometrium…I’ve taken it before and not felt this way, but I took it orally before and the side-effects were much less severe than they have been this time around.  That could also be the sole reason for my high-ish temps this late in the cycle.

It could be that the Aunt we love to hate is waiting around the corner to ruin my life… I do have some digestive involvement, such as I usually have during the first few days of the cycle, and the rest of that list could easily be attributed to PMS.

And, I suppose, it could be pregnancy.  But I wouldn’t bet on it.

During my one and only pregnancy cycle, I didn’t have any early symptoms.  I got a positive home test at 10dpo, and so from then on, anything I felt, I attributed to pregnancy.  Much of what I felt then was exactly the same as I might have felt if I were just a PMS-y wreck.

And much of what I felt then is what I’m feeling now.

Is all of that due to a pregnancy that just hasn’t made itself known yet, or due to elevated progesterone?

I don’t know at this point, and sadly there’s nothing I can do but wait and see, and wait some more.  I’ll continue on with the progesterone for another day or two, and of course I’ll keep testing.

Obviously if nothing shows up positive by 16dpiui, I can assume this cycle has failed.

I sort of already assume that it has…

…And I really don’t know where we’re going from here.

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Trigger Happy

Monday, June 3rd, 2013.  CD23, 9DPIUI.

Hi folks!

I just wanted to check in and let you all know how the trigger-testing is going.

That is, I wanted to let you know that as usual, the trigger is being stubborn, and really isn’t testing OUT as I had hoped.

I’m currently nine days out from my IUI, which puts me eleven days (or ten and a half, technically, since I triggered in the late evening) out from the trigger.  I’m still throwing faint second lines, indicating that the HCG is still in my system.

Here’s the test progression thus far, for your viewing pleasure:

trigger progression may/june 2013

As for side-effects, it’s of course still far too early to tell much of anything.  Anything I may be feeling right now can easily be attributed to the Prometrium, and I suspect that I will continue to feel this way until I stop taking it.

The list of side-effects is fairly extensive at this point, but the biggest annoyances are a random skin breakout, debilitating exhaustion and fatigue, and maddening hunger.  The fact that I’ve suffered from the latter two of these for well over a week point to Prometrium as the cause, though they can also be caused by pregnancy and PMS.

Lovely contradiction, eh?

So that’s about that.  The husband describes me as a narcoleptic T-Rex, tearing through the house all cranky-like in search of food, and then passing out as soon as I’ve eaten it.

Insulting though that might be, it’s not entirely inaccurate.

This week stands to be a busy one, so I’ll update more if I can closer to a realistic test date, though I may opt for Radio Silence as in previous cycles.  Either way, by this time next week, I’ll have an answer.

And so will you.  🙂

 

 

 

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Woman, Control Thyself!

Wednesday, May 29th, 2013.  CD18, 4DPIUI.

I’m a patient person.

I guess I would have to be, right?  If this journey has taught me anything, it’s that things don’t always happen on the schedule you prefer.

Though, while I’m patient, I’m also very much aware of how little control I have over this process.

That itself makes me antsy in my pantsy.

There are some women out there who can go through an entire medicated cycle serenely following the doctor’s orders, taking each tiny uterine twinge with a grain of salt, and generally not over-analyzing the whole process.  These are the women who wait the full fourteen days after their IUI to bust out their one and only pee-stick, and accept the results of the test without question.

I AM NOT THIS WOMAN.

I ask questions.  I check up on things.  And double check.  And sometimes triple check.  I follow orders if I think they suit my situation, and sometimes alter them a teensy bit if I think I know better.  I assume any little gas bubble is my perfect little embryo implanting itself in my uterine lining like the itty-bitty allstar it obviously is.

I analyze.  And over-analyze.  I Google, and chart, and blog, and hit up the forums online.

I also don’t wait until The Safe Zone Test Day to find out if the cycle is a success or failure…

I test out the trigger like it’s my JOB.

If you’re new to fertility treatment protocols or the affects of certain medications, let me give you a quick rundown:

In some medicated cycles, after a woman has taken pills (Femara, Clomid) or injections (Gonal F, Menopur, Bravelle, Follistim, etc.) to stimulate their ovaries into producing mature follicles, the doctor will have them use a trigger shot to cause ovulation to occur within a predictable amount of time (36 hours, typically).

A trigger shot is usually a form of HCG, which is the pregnancy hormone.  Ovidrel, Pregnyl, and Novarel are common trigger medications, and these are usually injected with a short needle into the tummy fat, or with a bigger needle into the “hip” (read: BUTT MUSCLE).

When you inject HCG into your system, it causes ovulation, which is what you want, but it also causes you to give false positives on any home pregnancy test (HPT) that you might take.  This hormone in your system will wear off after a few days, but until that point, you should not consider any HPT you take to be a true positive.

There are some who “test out the trigger”, which means that they (I) take an HPT every day to watch the false-positive test lines get lighter and lighter until they fade to white completely.  Once there is no longer a danger of a false positive, the patient in question (ME) can assume that any positive test result she receives thereafter is a true positive, and not the effects of the medication.

This seems to me like the only possible way I can maintain any semblance of control over what’s going on with my body for two straight torturous weeks.

I usually wait to start till around 7DPO, knowing that trigger shots tend to stick around in my system for well over a week.  This cycle, however, I figured I’d go ahead and start early.  Like three days past trigger early.

Yep.  I’m that girl.

So that’s that.

I am a trigger-tester-outer, and I’ll not apologize for it.

It’s what I need to do to feel like I am participating in this process in some way… It’s a way to center myself each morning, knowing that my body is doing what it’s supposed to do in removing the trigger-caused HCG from my system to make way for the true HCG that would be caused by an embryo implanting in my uterine lining.

Some women float placidly along through their Two Week Wait, enjoying their days, blissfully unaware of what may or may not be happening in their uterine cavity at any given moment.  I imagine these are also the women who wear white yoga pants and dance on the beach during their periods, but I digress…

Other women pee in a cup every morning, and spend an absurd amount of time with their faces entirely too close to strips of peed-on paper, analyzing them and looking for any indication that their HCG level may have increased instead of decreased overnight.

I’m the latter, take me or leave me.

Happy Hump Day to you all, and I wish you all the mythical peaceful optimism that comes so naturally to some…

I also wish you realism, and hope that your pee-stick mania doesn’t lead to any awkward moments in the bathroom with your husband asking why there’s a cup of pee next to his toothbrush.

To each their own, just be sure to clean up your bodily fluids thusly.  🙂

 

Pee-Stick Addiction is a real thing, and its sufferers are real people. Like me. And this blogger here.

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Always Do What You Are Afraid To Do…

Saturday, May 25th, 2013.  CD14.

Happy birthday to a very wise man, Ralph Waldo Emerson…

Also, happy IUI day to me!

Things went well this morning, although I was a bit worried because one thing happened out of my carefully crafted schedule…

Thursday night I had intended on some marital intimacy, which would have given us nice coverage between then and the IUI should I ovulate a bit early.  Well, we ordered Chinese takeout on Thursday for dinner and ate it in front of the TV, after which I promptly passed out on the couch.  No idea why I was so exhausted, but I dragged myself to bed at 9pm after triggering, and that sexy-time never happened.

I woke up at 6am on Friday morning, temped, and promptly freaked out.

We managed to cover our bases on Friday morning, but I was a little concerned that it was too close to the IUI and that the husband’s counts might be low because of it…

I was wrong.

Today’s postwash count was 97 million with 95% motility.  Not too shabby!

I had my IUI around 10am as planned, and went on my way.  I have my Prometrium prescription in hand, and will start that on Monday night or Tuesday, and aside from some cramping and uncomfortable bloating, I’m feeling good.

Confident.

It’s a good day.  🙂

From me to you, wishes for a fantastic holiday weekend!

 

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I Freaked Out For Nothing, As Usual.

Thursday, May 23rd, 2013.  CD12.

At my dildo-cam appointment this morning, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I have one plump follie (who I have subsequently named Dudley, if you’re interested) measuring around 20mm.  I also have a couple of little guys on the left measuring 15 and 13mm, but the doc was doubtful that they’d catch up much before Saturday.

Oh right.  I suppose I should let you know what we’re doing…

So we also decided to go forward with an IUI on Saturday.  This cycle hasn’t been ideal in my mind, but the doctor thought it looked pretty great.  I would  have liked more than one mature follicle, but hey – it only takes one, right?

The husband and I will drive up on Saturday morning for his “appointment”, and then go have a nice breakfast in Ann Arbor somewhere.  After that, we’ll go back for my baby-batter injection, lie on the table with my hips in the air for 20 minutes, and then head out to the cottage for some rest and relaxation.

And then in two weeks, we’ll be pregnant.  RIGHT?!

Fingers are crossed for that part, anyway.

One thing I’m a little concerned about is the timing of the IUI… And yes, I knoooooow that I shouldn’t question the doctors, especially since they were right the last time I freaked out about my sad, lagging follies and thin-ish uterine lining (which caught up to 12.5, by the way!), but it’s really hard not to question their 36 hour rule.

I am supposed to trigger tonight around bedtime, and the IUI is scheduled for around 9am on Saturday morning… In past IUI cycles, I’ve triggered anywhere from 12 to 36 hours before the IUI.  The shorter timeframes were because my labs apparently showed that I was trying to ovulate on my own, but I always feel like I ovulate around 24 hours after my trigger.

I could be totally wrong, of course, and may or may not be basing much of this assumption on my BBT, which I have been told is not accurate once you’ve triggered.

Still though… Can anyone out there ease my mind about trigger timing?  Are the broad majority of women triggering and then ovulating 36 hours after – no earlier, no later?  That does not seem plausible to me, but it’s what I’m being led to assume.

Either way, the husband and I will ensure that our bases are covered, timing-wise.  We’ll take matters into our own hands (heh) at home tonight, IUI on Saturday morning, and we’ll attempt a bit more “intervention” Saturday night and Sunday.

You know, just to be sure Dudley doesn’t get away.

So anyway, that’s what’s going on all up in my business.

What’s new with you?  🙂

 

 

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The Plan

Monday, April 1st, 2013.  CD20.

Have I update you all on what the next step is for me?

I can’t remember, and am too lazy to read back through all of my own nonsense.

So I’ll just tell you…

I’m currently twenty days into this cycle and I’m fairly certain I haven’t yet ovulated.

Great, right?

*grumble*

Anyway, I’m also slowly increasing my dosage of Metformin.  I started 1000mg last night, and I don’t feel completely awful today.  Still some GI ickiness, but not as bad as the first dose, so that’s something.  I’ll move up to 1500 mg next weekend, and hopefully I can maintain that level.

I’m also still taking 5000iu of Vitamin D3, my Rx Prenatal, and Pregnitude every day, along with weekly acupuncture.  I’ve moved away from the Chinese herbs because of everything else I’m taking, but the fact that I haven’t ovulated this month is making me wonder if maybe I chose incorrectly.

Anyway, I’ll talk more with the acu-lady about herbs during this week’s appointment, but I have a more pressing matter in front of me at the moment.

The plan for my next cycle is to go forward with a hybrid Femara/Gonal F cycle, and if the monitoring looks good, maybe IUI as well.

Insurance won’t cover any further injectable meds for me, so the Gonal F will be paid out of pocket.  I may be able to get the Ovidrel covered, but no guarantees.

Does anyone have any suggestions on where to order Gonal F Rff 300iu pens for as little as possible?  It might be tax return season, but we’re not rolling in extra cash these days!

I’ll happily take any suggestions.  🙂

Thanks, all!

I hope your April Fool’s Day is filled with the minimum amount of fools this year.

 

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Happy TWOsday!

Tuesday, June 12th, 2012.  CD23, 11DPO/10DPIUI.

Today’s a pretty good day.

Why?

Twin nephews!!  😀

Josh and Jace make Auntie Tracy an aunt six times over!

Someone told me at a party a couple weeks ago that holding a brand new baby on the day they are born is good luck in getting pregnant.

I hope that’s legit, because I’m gonna hold both of those little nuggets later today!

And, let’s be honest… I could really use some double-luck.  🙂

 

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Floating Away

Monday, June 4th, 2012.  CD15, 2DPIUI.

I feel like crap.

I somehow contracted a lovely summer head cold, which is making my life miserable.  On top of that, this week is probably one of the Busiest Weeks In History at work, due primarily to the fact that I am covering for another recruiter while he is out of town.

It wouldn’t be such a big thing to take on his work in addition to mine, but I am also training four new minions for the team.  Thankfully, most of them seem to be getting the hang of things.

I really wish I could take some cold medicine, but the only stuff I can take makes me SOOOO sleepy.  I also don’t think I can take much during the TWW since the doctor told me to basically behave as though I’m pregnant until told otherwise.

And so, I’m miserable and whiny and stuffy, and my head feels like a balloon.  My ears hurt, and I have to be on the phone all day.  Waaah.

Perhaps I need to re-record my office voicemail:  “Hi.  This is Tracy.  I’b sick.  I hope you dob’t deed be for buch today, as I ab currently ibpersodating a bucus factory.  I’ll get back to you just as sood as I cad.”

Anyway, to recap the weekend:  I got my trigger shot at the clinic on Friday – the same day as my temperature took a nice little dip.  The doc seemed to think I may have ovulated one of my 3 mature follicles at that point, and she gave me the trigger to ensure that I released the rest ASAP.

The IUI was Saturday morning, and it went as usual.  The husband’s counts were pretty good:  39 million post-wash, with 98% motility!  Not too shabby!

My temp went up on Saturday morning, and up even more on Sunday, so FertilityFriend thinks I ovulated on Friday.  I really wasn’t expecting to have the IUI so soon, and thought we would have at least one more day to set aside some Sexy Time, but the rushed nature of this cycle caught me off guard.

Ugh.  Maybe the software is right…  Either way, our Sexy Timing wasn’t spectacular, as we didn’t get busy at all for a few days before the IUI.  We managed the day after the IUI, so hopefully between those two encounters, maybe we caught the 2 eggs that were lagging behind the first.

I’m just not feeling this cycle.  I feel like the timing has been off the whole month due to the increased meds, and that I progressed too quickly and caught the LH surge too late.  I also feel like this horrid cold is going to somehow hinder my fertility further.  I haven’t started testing out the trigger yet, and I’m not sure if I am even going to start this month.

I just feel so down about this whole process today.  I want this to work so I don’t have to move on to yet another new RE.  I want to be done giving blood and peeing on things and taking pills that make me sweat/cry/batshit crazy.

Ugh.  That seems to be the theme of today:  Ugh.

I hope you all are having a better day than this blogger!

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Jumping the Gun

Friday, June 1st, 2012.  CD12.

Well today was interesting…

At my monitoring appointment, I was informed that the three measurable follicles I had on Wednesday were ready to burst today.  The doctor took my blood and promptly gave me my trigger injection, along with instructions to report back there tomorrow morning for the IUI.

Jeez!  I guess increasing the dosage of meds really made a difference!

So anyway, tomorrow it is, I guess.  I can’t help but feel a little nervous that this is too soon.  Especially since I’m getting the trigger 24 hours before the procedure.  I typically ovulate right around the 36 hour point after getting the HCG injection, so I hope this cycle moves a little faster to coincide nicely with the turkey basting.

Tomorrow should be a good day.  It’s the birthday of a dear friend of the husband’s and mine, it’s my half-birthday (what? you have one too!), and there’s a graduation party tomorrow afternoon that I’m excited to attend.

Oh, and if I can squeeze it in, I might be getting a consultation for the super-secret tattoo I want to get.  Squeeeeeeee!!

Soooo… yeah!  Excited about tomorrow, but nervous about the results in a couple weeks.  Same ol’ story.

Have a great weekend, friends!

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