Tuesday, January 31, 2012
The First Poke is the Deepest
I started stimming today. How many times have I stuck myself in the stomach and yet it's still so weird. I still get that nervous feeling before the jab brings it on home.
I had a moment of "what the hell am I doing?" tonight. This shit is serious. It's not fun. It means in less than two weeks I'll be hooked up to an IV and knocked out. My ovaries will be poked full of holes. And there's still not guarantee they'll be Bea's sibling(s) at the end of this. And lets face it. That's the scariest shit of them all. No matter how unfun the shots are. No matter how sore you are after you wake up from retrieval. The biggest pain is a BFN. Maybe that's what I'm the most scared of.
I'm trying not to think of it as this cycle ends in a few weeks. I'm trying to look at it as this hiatus from my job I am going to do as many IVFs as it takes to get pregnant. (God PLEASE let me have enough time - not need so many IVFs). So whether or not this one works I"m that much closer to being a mom of more than one.
For those that care I basically have the same drugs as my successful cycle (sweet Bea's cycle). Every night I inject 1 bottle of Menapur 300 of Gonal F and every other night a 1/2 bottle of HgH.
My first monitoring appointment is Friday. More drugs to come!