Curses!

Yesterday's ultrasound did not reveal the miraculous results we were hoping for.  My lining is now at 6.5.  We're all baffled by this, since with the mock cycle, I was at a 10 after eight days on Estrace.  Also, it seems that the ED is having a bit of trouble as well, so we've still got some time to get things right.  Transfer has been moved to the first weekend of October, as long as the ED is ready for retrieval by then.  It looks like we'll be transferring regardless of the thickness of my lining.  All fluffy vibes you'd see fit to send my way are GREATLY appreciated!

Fail.

Lining check didn't go to well yesterday.  Lining was only at a 6.  I was instructed to take my last dose of Estrace of the day, and stick it where the sun don't shine...in lady parts terms, that is.  I ave another lining check scheduled in 5 days.  Let's hope that I won't be sticking pills in my vagina for naught.

So much bullsh!t

Lots of stuff has gone down since my last post, so I'll just dive right in:

My Lupron dosage was lowered after my blood work and U/S on the 7th.  I also started Estrace the following Monday. I. AM. A. MESS. I'm tired, cranky, emotional, my breasts are sore and I'm breaking out worse than a nerd before Prom.  Oy.

I have my lining check this coming Friday, and I have a feeling that they'll be taking me off the Lupron and lowering my Estrace dosage.  I am so fluffy in there, that I can feel the weight change in my uterus.  It feels heavy and full like a huge water balloon.

The bullshit aspect of this post comes from a call I received from my aunt last Saturday. Our egg donor (who signed contracts and everything) was nowhere to be found.  *Poof* she just disappeared.  As she was supposed to start her meds this week, our RE's nurse was frantically calling this woman and after three days of leaving messages, the ED finally calls back and informs the nurse that she is in St. Louis because her father had been in a car accident.  I can understand rushing to the side of an ailing family member, but who runs off without informing their agency right before they're supposed to start their cycle?!  She informs the nurse that she won't be returning for another 2 or 3 weeks, so we'll just have to push the cycle back (GAH!).  I guess she thought that she was the goose in Jack and the Beanstalk, because she acted like her eggs were golden! 

 So, aunt and uncle decide to go with a donor who works through our fertility center, and everything is looking good until they go over the contract.  Apparently, if anything happens to the ED as a result of the donation process, IP's are held liable for all medical costs.  WHAT?  Yes, they were serious.  After an agonizing weekend of playing the what-the-hell-do-we-do-now game, the wonderful ED who works through our fertility center calls to tell us that she has her own (really good) coverage and that she will sign a statement saying that her insurance will be used in the case of any unforeseen complications.  THERE ARE STILL GOOD PEOPLE IN THE WORLD!  SO, after a very emotional weekend, we're still right on track and the new ED will be receiving her meds tomorrow. :)

Despite the emotional upheaval, something really good has come from all this: our previous ED's selling point was that she looked like IP's daughter and was a Yale grad, but she had never made a donation and didn't have any children of her own.  This made me nervous about the quality of her eggs.  However, our new ED has made two previous donations, both transferred 2 embryos, and both got pregnant with twins on the first try!  She may not be a Yale grad, but her eggs ARE golden! :)

Baseline Test

My date with the wand today went swimmingly.  Everything is as it should be and I start on Estrace on Monday.  I must say, that singing along to "Have You Ever Seen the Rain" during a vaginal ultrasound is probably one of the weirdest things I've ever done...well, in front another person anyway.

Itty Bity Update

Feeling good!  Baseline test tomorrow.  If everything looks good, I'll be starting Estrace tomorrow.  Chugging along... :)

That was harder than I thought! (That'swhatshesaid)

Third day on Lupron, and I feel...fine.  No headaches or mood swings.  I'm having a little bit of trouble staying asleep and almost every time I hear Adele, I get teary-eyed.   But that's about it. :)

The first night I had to stick myself, it took me a good 5 minutes.  I just couldn't do it! I had never caused myself pain on purpose, and it is really hard to start after 31 years of living! When I finally quit being such a wuss, I found that it didn't hurt at all!

Last night, I made dinner to celebrate the recent engagement of two very good friends of ours.  The bride-to-be is in nursing school and was showing my husband the right way to inject me when progesterone time comes along.  They practiced by injecting bourbon into an orange and then they ate the orange.  What a fun way to learn how to do injections, and it comes with it's very own reward. ;)

I feel sorry for my husband.  Despite the fun of last night, he still seems really anxious about helping out with the PIO shots.  I know he'll do fine once he gets the hang of it, but still it's sweet to see how worried he is about hurting me. :)