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    Well here we are 5 days past transfer already. Our doctor felt that a 2 day transfer would be better for our embabies since we only have 3. This is their first picture and Lord willing there will be many more to come. I’m in love with them already. I so hope that they will live and implant. They are all grade2,  4cell. But to me they’re absolutely perfect! So far I’ve been very sleepy and very hungry. That’s the same symptoms I had with my last IVF for the first week. After that I started having anxiety attacks. 😦 I sincerly hope that doesn’t happen this time. I like being tired and napping all day, and being hungry and nibbling all evening… it passes the time! Yesterday I started having some cramping and that has carried over into today as well. Please God let this be implantation!!
      I’ve been soaking my feet in warm water everyday for just a few minutes. I read somewhere, sometime that it helps to keep circulation going to the uterus. Who knows! But I thought it was worth a try. I’ve also been eating a piece of pineapple core everyday. That alone should prove how bad I want this to work. I hate pineapple! It almost makes me gag but I’ve been putting it in a smoothie. I just hold my nose and chug it down.
      My lovenox injections have my tummy pretty badly bruised now. I don’t like those shots because they burn so much, but what’s my moto?? Anything for my baby(s)!
      When DH gave my PIO shot the other night, I got the giggles for some reason. I never find the PIO shot itself to be painful in the least. In fact, it’s really not any worse than a Lupron injection with an insulin needle. I know that must sound ridiculous considering that my DH shoves nearly a whole inch and a half of huge needle into my behind. I must be going numb back there now or something. Anyways, I get more of a tickling sensation when the needle is in… So my DH says to me, as I’m laughing my head off, “blood is spewing out”!! He was starting to genuinely freak which was just making me laugh harder and harder because that’s the nice kind of person that I am. He finally pulled out the needle and showed me how it was covered in blood. I started laughing even harder. I don’t know what possessed me but I guess the idea of laying there with my naked butt up in the air “spewing” blood was just too much for my hormone addled brain. I finally got up the nerve to look back and found a small pen head amount of blood. So, I guess DH is just queasy. It’s a good thing he doesn’t have AF!!! He’s such a trooper. I couldn’t do this without him. For more reasons than just the obvious!
      If only there was some way to make time pass until beta day. The whole process of IVF is a mere walk in the park compared to the 2 week wait. It might as well be 2 years, or 2 decades, or 2 lifetimes. Once it’s over it seems like it went pretty fast but at the time, it just drags by. I guess in a way, if it’s bad news I never want to find out. But if it’s good news I just can’t wait! Heck, I’ve already waited 4 and a half years. I think that they ought to just knock me unconscious until beta day. After all, they tell me to relax! And that is basically impossible when I’m worried about little embabies. Oh well. It’s not like I’m the only one who’s ever had to wait… I guess.
      Another thing I hate is that
stupid term PUPO, a.k.a. “pregnant until proven otherwise”.  I hate it because it says pregnant UNTIL proven OTHERWISE, like there’s no possitive alternative! It sounds so gloom and doom. Perhaps if it said pregnant UNLESS proven otherwise. I don’t know I just want to be pregnant and not proven anything but pregnant for a whole freakin 9 months. That would be an absolute dream come true. An answer to my dearest prayer. Oh God, please sustain the lives of these babies You have created, according to Your will. In Jesus name, amen.

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   Well what a whirlwind of the last few days! At my follicle check on Monday I had 11 mature follicles and my estrogen was 3761. I took my last dose of Lupron that night along with my trigger shot of Ovidrel. I had been feeling incredibly nauseous the last few days and I could tell I was coming down with a UTI so I had them check me for one on Monday and yep! Sure enough I had a full blown urinary tract infection. So on Tuesday I started on macrobid. I was feeling quite a bit worse by then and I had to stay at a hotel near my doctor that night so I would be close for my appointment first thing Wednesday morning.
     I was at the hotel about 3 hours when lo and behold there goes a bedbug walking right across my sheet. I grabbed the bug and took it to the front desk where the clerk tried to tell me it was an ant. Okay, I might look stupid but I did used to have an ant farm and that was no freakin ant. They wouldnt refund my money, but who cares, I certainly wasn’t staying there after that!!! So, on to another hotel where I stayed up half the night washing and drying my clothes and taking a shower hoping to kill any bed bugs that may have gotten on me. It gives me the heebie jeebies just thinking of it. After a full night of freaking out and not too much sleep, I got up to go to my appointment which I was nearly 20 minutes late for due to getting lost coming from the other direction. And all the while desperately trying to keep that vial of DH’s liquid gold warm. I felt a lot better once I took my valium. I hardly cared anymore. The nurse took 3 tries to get me hooked up to my IV and then another poke for a blood draw. So 4 nice pretty bruises. Then they took me back to a room, knocked me out and that’s pretty much the last thing I remember till I woke up. I have somewhat distant and blurry thoughts of words that I heard them say but it’s hard to know if it was a dream or not. The doctor retrieved 9 eggs, 5 of which were mature and 3 fertilized. Since we only have 3 he’s shooting for a day 2 transfer which is tomorrow morning at 10 a.m.
      I feel pretty good today aside from that “kicked in the ovaries” feeling. DH has been so good at giving me my progesterone shots the last 2 nights. I really don’t think the poke is too bad, it’s just all the pain afterwards that I don’t like. Kinda feels like someone kicked me in my butt cheeks. I tried putting a hot pack on afterwards and massaging and I can’t imagine how much worse it would be if I hadnt done that. But really it’s the lovenox injections that I hate. Boy do those sting!! I can’t wait until Sunday so I can take my tummy to church and have them pray over these embabies. The only thing is it will be a bit hard to tell everyone about these embabies when I haven’t told a lot of them about our IVF. I want it to work this time sooooo bad. I was a bit disappointed that we didn’t have any eggs to freeze but I kind of knew that would happen. And hopefully we won’t need them anyways. I hope this is the cycle that gives us our sticky baby (or babies). 😉
       Well, that’s all for now. I’m off to bed to get some rest before my transfer. I’ve been dreaming about babies every night. I hope that’s a good sign! 🙂

jonsie13

living in the middle | navigating infertility

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