Monday, October 26, 2009

We saw "Avenue Q" this weekend

I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. I especially identified with this number:

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Wishing & hoping & thinking & praying

I actually have hope this cycle. Once again I had a few good follies @ my monitoring ultrasound on Thursday: 2 on the left (14 &20 mm) & 2 on the right (14 & 18 mm). They probably grew a couple of more mm before the actual inseminations. We had an IUI on Friday & another one on Saturday, both with good post-wash counts of 28 million & 37 million respectively.

The nurse who did the IUI on Saturday said I had plenty of good quality cervical mucus; I never thought in a million years I'd be proud of that fact. I told her this was our 3rd medicated IUI & if this didn't work we'd be on a forced break until the new year with our trip to India & how I had been sick for the last 2 cycles. She opened up & told me her now 20 year old son who is studying abroad in China was the result of Clomid & he was the last cycle before she was out of options; back then, IVF was not covered by her insurance. The fact she has been through the pain of dealing with infertility is nice to know as a patient. Though I would not wish this experience on my worst enemy, her personal experiences as a past patient makes me feel that much more comfortable with her.

So, beta is 10/30, though I will probably pee on a stick before then. *knocks on wood* I have not been sick this cycle so I'm taking this as a sign this actually has a shot in hell of working. Something else I take as a possible sign:

I stumbled upon this while doing some research for my marketing class. I showed Vid & he had the same reaction: it's us, only not fat & with a baby. We're not flying Air India next month & we certainly won't be thin in 4 weeks, but maybe we'll be going with a baby, allbeit one of the inside variety. I'd love nothing more than to experience morning sickness @ 30,000 feet.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

I'm generally not a huge country music fan...

A "friend" on the interwebs sent me this:

I don't often cry because of a song, a play, or a movie. Heck, I laughed my ass off when Kate Winslet pried a frozen solid Leonardo DiCaprio off the door in the water in "Titanic" while the 2 friends who were with me sobbed. But this song...

Friday, October 2, 2009

FML...once again

So BFFN again. Not surprising since I'm sick for the 2nd cycle in a row, this time with strep throat. Seriously? Seriously. I've been sick all week, running a fever of 100.3 for 2 days. I wash my hands religiously given what I do for a living; I carry hand sanitizer in my car & my pocketbook. I even got my flu shot. WTF?

So once again I will go for a CD3 ultrasound & bloodwork, take Clomid, inject myself with Ovidrel & shove Progesterone suppositories up my vajayjay. This next IUI will be a kind of "Hail Mary" cycle. If it doesn't work, we will be on a forced break of 2 cycles (until about Christmas) because of our trip to India. I really, really, REALLY hope this next cycle works because it would give my mother-in-law a huge boost mentally knowing she is about to be a grandma. If it doesn't work, I think I am going to need a break for a month or 2; IF is exhausting mentally, physically, and socially.

And because the universe doesn't think there's enough complete & utter bullshit going on in my life, my dad's dad had a stoke yesterday. His speech is very impaired as is his ability to walk & manipulate objects. We don't yet know the true extent of the damage or if it's permanent; they are running tons of tests at the moment. This is how I lost my mom's mom about a year ago so I'm really scared for him, for my grandma, for everyone.

Can't a girl catch a break?