Moving Right Along

Prior to my ultrasound yesterday morning, I asked the nurse what she was looking for.  She said she was hoping to see the largest follicle at 14 mm.  Out of the 19 that were measurable (others may catch up later), two were measuring 13.5 mm.  That's very good.  If they develop too quickly, they may mature too much by the time of egg retrieval, or it may be a sign that they are not of particularly good quality.  Mine appear to be moving at a slow but steady rate.

Yesterday afternoon, they called with the results of the blood work.  My estrogen level was 1570, which is slightly higher than they were hoping for.  They would have liked to see it closer to 1400, because that would have been about double in 48 hours.  Since I'm progressing just a tad faster than they want, they decreased the dosage of one of my injectable medications (Follistim).  I don't love that because it still means I have to stick myself with a needle three times a day.  I would like them to have told me to skip the shot in the buttocks.

Tonight I was about three hours late with my medications.  (I was in Denver picking up our new kitty...more to come on that soon).  I'm not sure if that is going to throw things off or not.  I will let them know when I go in tomorrow and see what they say.  From tomorrow morning until the egg retrieval happens, I will have blood work and an ultrasound everyday.  I can't wait until the procedures are over so I can rest a little bit.  I am so worn out lately. Not to mention, my stomach is uncomfortably bloated.  I've really been struggling to eat lately, which is probably contributing to my fatigue.

I have been out processing at work all week.  (For those of you not in the military, it basically means I have to run all over the base tying up loose ends and getting things signed before I leave.)  I am not ready to leave Peterson and go to the Academy.  It would be nice if I had been able to stay put.  With all of the changes going on in my life with IVF, I would have enjoyed having the stability of my job and the support of the friends that I've made there.  Tomorrow is my going away luncheon, and I am certain that my hormones will take over and I will shed some tears at some point.  I just hope it doesn't happen in front of anyone.

Sorry for the lackluster report, but it's all I have in me tonight.  I will do better next time.