Twisted Ovaries

Keeps On Trucking

Drug taking is ongoing-the Buserelin shots have been reduced but I get to take pills called Progenova now, which are used to increase my uterine lining to Charmin-like qualities.

So far, the side effects from the whole process are less than before-I only cried a few times and at moments that weren't that inappropriate. I have some water weight, but the only other real sign of things going on are some pretty creamy knickers (if I got some chips and dip, I'd be having a par-tay in the pants right about now.)

It's strange to think that in two weeks the entire chunk of our frozen embryo foray will be defrosted-all 5 of them-and we will be putting back the best two. This took much internal debate-they're frozen in a stick of 3 and a stick of 2. The stick of 3 are all only 4-cell but good quality, while the stick of 2 is 5-cell and quality is more of the Schlitz-drinking, Roseanne-loving variety. The RE recommended we defrost them all, so here we go.

I don't really know if I am optimistic, pessimistic, or craptastic about the whole thing. Aidan, for one, is completely convinced it won't work. I'm kind of ambivalent about it-maybe it will, maybe it won't. Maybe the sky will fall, maybe it won't. Maybe people will realize that Paris Hilton is an antibiotic worthy hag, maybe they won't.

But I'm here. I'm pretty relaxed, and we even are evaluating our options-should this fail we'll likely go ahead with another fresh round. We have a long weekend in November where we have to attend a wedding in the States which, while I'm keeping it in mind, I'm not letting the whole schedule for our lives be run by IVF right now.

Strangely, this FET cycle seems to be taking forevvvvver.

That's the price to pay for Charmin thickness, I guess.

Posted by Vanessa at July 18, 2006 11:12 AM | TrackBack