I had my baseline appointment yesterday. I drove the 3 hours down to the appointment
and got there just in time to circle the parking garage 6 times before I found
a space. I swear some times that is the
worst part of the whole process- trying to find parking! UGH! I
got in just in time. They had a new
receptionist, and she was super sweet. I
think All IVF clinics need super sweet receptionists. Let’s face it, we are all either new to this
and nervous or experienced and just a little bit damaged goods as we are walking
in there- someone nice and sweet just helps.
My favorite nurse there did my baseline- everything
looked ok. My right ovary is super
cooperative, and my left tried to hide.
We could hardly see it, and trying to identify follicles on it was
pretty tough. I am hoping it will
cooperate. They upped my Follistim dose
from last time. I was at 150 and now
will be at 225. Hopefully, that will
mean better results. My ovaries looked
like they had the same number of antral follicles. Not a ton, but not considered low. Just maybe normal to low. It is hard to say since it is so hard to see
my left ovary. Today, I hate my left
ovary. I just wish it were in a normal
spot so it would be easy to access and see!
UGH! I was fine with it all
yesterday, but today when I think of it, I just want to cry about it. But I am holding up ok… J was sweet yesterday
when I texted him about it, and said “Awesome, bebe pigtails are coming”…it is
cute because we call each other Bebe…so bebe pigtails would be our little girl,
a little me.
I am trying to keep hopeful and faithful. It is hard this time. I think it is the
anxiety of knowing how last time turned out.
But I tell myself, if we get to the end and only have one more this time,
we have doubled what we had before we started.
And it gives us two chances. It just
takes one, right?
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