The title is what I read in my fortune cookie at lunch this afternoon. It was a nail on the head moment.
This morning I had my appointment to have an ultrasound to see how the ovaries responded to the clomid and get an HCG injection and get set up to have the artificial insemination done tomorrow. It was the partner of my Dr. that performed the ultrasound, and I was quite shocked when he got to the right ovary. He started on the left and it looked like 1 large follicle there and on the right he found 4 additional large follicles and one smaller one that he didn't think would produce an egg. They are each around 2 cm in diameter and when I asked if it's going to hurt when I do end up ovulating both the Dr. and the Nurse responded quite quickly saying "YES!" Guess they didn't want to sugar coat that for me at all. And I am already starting to feel it...
The Dr. strongly recommended we not do the HCG injection or AI this month and that I meet with my Dr. to go over the options for next month. It's quite disheartening to think that what I've been going through the past month was all for nothing. He did not want me to have the struggle of a multiple birth and have to "reduce" the number of babies. He also warned that if they did do the HCG injection there was the possibility of hyper stimulation problems.
We're just going to continue as usual and wait and see what happens.
I am so glad I had my friend Erica with me! I was able to cope much better with her help and advise, and I loved going to meet her horses afterwards! That was great therapy!
I wrote something 20 years ago. I gave it away but it went something like:
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Cry without warning.
Want to punch the next person who tells me they are pregnant... with their third and oops.. it was an accident.
Drink an entire bottle of wine at gatherings where there are babies.
Want to travel to Florida to rub the nose of the fertility statue.
Refuse to go out with my friends if I can't take one more story about daycare, breastfeeding or labor.
Wonder what I could sell off to pay for IVF.
Tell the doctor, "Who the $%#%&% cares how many?"
Love ya both.
Love your comment Leslie! Talk about hitting the nail on the head :)
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