Hopeful Heart

Today was the IUI. We got there at 7:30 am and he was called after about a half hour quickly to give his sample. Then came the washing: that takes upwards of an hour, so we went to eat breakfast. It was pouring out, but thankfully warm, so no concerns about slipping on the piles of snow. The pager only works in a two block radius though, so we didn't go far.

We go back upstairs and get called a bit later. We go into a room and I have to disrobe from the waist down. Then we wait... And wait...

And wait.

Finally the doc came in and then we got started. It's like a regular exam except I was super crampy. Progesterone level test in one week and beta in two. So I am officially in the 2ww.

And ever hopeful.

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

Morning monitoring in the snow! A little over a foot here; some parts of the northeast have over 2 feet! And we have to sign consents, so we are both here. Thank goodness for all wheel drive. Can't wait to cozy up back home.

Now it turns out I only have 2 follicles, and they won't do a retrieval that way, so I am converted to IUI.

A decent start

Well no news was good news for Saturday, so I was able to start my cycle and came back this morning for monitoring.

I have what appear to be five discernible follicles:
R: 12 (1), 10 (3)
L: 17 (1), >10 (1)

Either I have a lead follicle or a cyst, but won't know for sure. I just hope the others catch up if it's the former, and that it doesn't grow anymore if it's the latter. I still feel good about this cycle and continue to hope and pray. Have to go back on Saturday and see what they say. Time will tell.

A Ralph Cramden moment

Saturday morning was pretty eventful. As I was getting my discharge instructions, I look out the window and they are towing my car! I tell the nurse, and run out without my jacket, clutching the side of my sweatpants with my hand. I took them out of the bag of clothes going to the Good.will this morning because it was super old and they are the warmest ones I have, but they slip from my waist to my hips, which is why I am getting rid of them.

So just picture me running out of the building gripping sweatpants as I try to figure out why they are towing my car and disparate not to miss them.

I stand there talking to the police clutching my pants as they tell me that I and three other people are parked in a bus stop. Totally bogus, as the muni meter is right there, but I have to go to the tow yard to pick it up. Sigh. I turn around to go back upstairs and attempt to tie my sweatpants tightly...

And the string pops. Lovely. Now I am holding them on, as opposed to just up. Does the nurse have any safety pins? No such luck, but they have mini binder clips. I am able to clip one on each side and now my pants are where they should be without me holding them there. I get my discharge instructions and hop on the train to go get the car.

I get out of the train and start a brisk walk to the the yard; a little too brisk for one binder clip, as it starts to loosen. So I walk down the street in the cold with my hand in my pocket clutching the sweatpants to hold them up. A slapstick comedy routine at its best, except it was real. I really did have to laugh.

Naturally I am fighting the ticket. And the pants are in the Good.will bag for good.

Catching up again

Aside from yesterday, I haven't posted since the beginning of last month. Here's a quick fill in:
Went to start a new cycle, and had a cyst, so it was nixed. Blood test showed that my ovarian reserve is now much lower. So now it's supplements galore.

I was writing this while waiting for the doctor. My next words were to be "if the cyst is gone and my E2 level is OK, then I can start". But he came in just at that moment, so I had to stop.

Well the cyst is gone!!! I am so happy about that. Now hopefully my E2 is under 65. Praying hard...

It's official...

I still can't watch Steel Magnolias without crying. What a mess!

Happy go red day.

It's a new year

And with it, new hopes and thoughts. Hope it is a happy one for all.