A little scare

This week has been really difficult. I got a call from the nurse yesterday--she said that my estrogen levels are still very low, at least a lot lower than they'd like to see. She told me that I'll need to talk to the doctor tomorrow morning after my blood test and ultrasound. I didn't think anything of it until a friend told me that there's a possibility they could call this whole thing off this month. This does NOT make me happy. I'm really hoping that doesn't happen. I just don't know if I could do this another month. I know I will, but it's very discouraging to think about doing it again. The shots aren't that hard to do, but I have bruises where they go--my abdomen looks like a pin cushion. And now that they've doubled all of the big hormones, I'm really feeling it, physically and emotionally. I'm a bit of a mess these days. Thankfully, this doesn't affect my teaching. I tend to be in a teaching zone when I work, which is good.

Anyway, I'll know more tomorrow morning. Keep your fingers crossed!! I'll update when I know more....

So much for lazy Sundays

I had to go on Friday morning for a blood test and ultrasound (an internal one--those are always fun, aren't they?). The nurse called that afternoon to tell me my estrogen was up to 70 (I didn't know what this meant, but apparently, by the time my eggs come out, it needs to be at 1000, so it's very low). She told me to bump up the amount of the Gonal drug to 450 units or ml or whatever they are, starting that night, and to come in for another blood test and ultrasound on Sunday. Now, the office that I visit regularly is in Naperville and I know they're not open on weekends, which means I have to schlepp myself to their downtown office...which is what I did this morning (along with my trusty driver, Paul). This really stunk--we left at 7:00am to get down there for a 15 minute appointment. We were home by 10:00am, which is nice, but with all that driving, you'd think it would be worth our time to be there. And for those who are going to tell me that all this schlepping will one day result in a long-awaited baby, that still doesn't justify 2+ hours in the car for a lousy 15 minutes in the office.

Anyway, I (thankfully!) don't have to go back in until Tuesday morning. All these issues have possibly pushed the date of egg retrieval back a day or two. The nurse today said it could be Saturday, Sunday, or Monday (29th, 30th, or 1st). I'm still pushing for Saturday!!

I'm starting work this week at the vet clinic. My friend, Kevin's, sister moved here from Florida to open her own clinic in Bartlett (about 20 minutes from St. Charles). She was hoping to hire someone to come in a couple days a week, part-time, and do some front desk/reception work, so that's what I get to do! I'm so excited--I've always wanted to work with animals so this is my start in that direction.

We interrupt our regularly scheduled blog update--the doctor's office just called and wants to increase another one of the medications (Menopur). My estrogen is still a little low. Poop.

So it's back to the doctor's office on Tuesday morning, which won't interfere with the new vet clinic job. I think juggling doctor's visits and school has been my biggest source of anxiety. It's hard to be a stickler for attendance and tardiness when I'm always in danger of being late. I haven't been yet and there's only another week or so of this to go, so I'm really hoping to slide by without any problems.

Hope everyone out there is doing well! Leave a comment if you feel so inclined. Hasta luego.

Starting new

Hi everyone! I've decided to switch over to this blog from caringbridge (as I updated there). This is so cool! I've never blogged before. I don't know why this is so stinkin' exciting to me.

The latest around here is that we're now on 3 shots per night. I say we--it's just me. People ask me what Paul's doing during all of this. Basically, nothing--he's here for support (and he's pretty great with that!), but he has no pills, no shots, no suppositories, no patches, or any of this other stuff. I guess it's better that only one of us is going through this. We don't need 2 hormonal bitches in the house. Hahaha! Truthfully, it hasn't been that bad. Of course, it's only been 2 nights, but I don't really feel any different. No more emotional, though I do tend to cry a little harder at certain commercials and TV shows (I did that before anyway).

Anyway, I have to take shots of Lupron, Gonal, and Menopur. They're not hard to do and the needles are quite small. I feel a stick every now and then, but not bad. I was told that the average time on these shots is 10 days, which puts our projected egg retrieval date at about Saturday, Sept 29th. This means that 3-5 days later, the embryo transfer will take place. This works out perfectly with my school schedule--it wouldn't interfere, but anything can happen so those dates aren't set in stone. I think Kate is more excited than anyone that we're going through this. :)

That's it for now. I have a lot to do today, and I'm going to Springfield tomorrow for an overnight stay--Saturday, I'll go to my Gram's house to pick out stuff to bring home. We have little to no room here, but a lot of this is old, antique crap that can't belong to anyone else but us. Wish me luck.