Had scan 6 yesterday with The Russian and the follicles had progressed nicely – one even at 19…..she measured, she looked, and then turned to me and as matter-of-factly as anything simply said,
“so now we trigger and go retrieve them.”
So I sit with The Russian’s right hand and she walks me through the next couple of days. At 9pm take the last little bit of my Follistim, the last full dose of Menopur and another shot of Ganirelex, which is really hard not to call galifianakis. And then I’m told to take my trigger shot of Pregnyl at 10pm.
Well, 10pm is an awesome time…..on any night of the week except Thursday. On Thursday nights I host an improv jam from 10pm-Midnight. I know, Grandma here gets sleepy ti-ti by end of the fun. So, I take it at 9:55pm in the bathroom at the theater….so, very rockstar. I was a bit worried because the needle looked massive, but I’ll be damned, perhaps thanks to my cushiony fanny, it didn’t hurt at all. Again, the super sharp needles end up doing almost all the work and just sliding in.
Today I’ve just been lying low – had an appointment with the vet and then acupuncture. One of these days I’ve got to write about my experience with acupuncture, because I love it and I know that it’s been a huge help. I’m fairly certain that it helped me get pregnant the first time and that it helped my body handle the miscarriage as well as it did, which was pretty well. I would point anyone in the direction of acupuncture, and have. I have to think that it’s going to be the East meets West combo platter of treatment that gets me knocked up.
I think the cold’s gone into full-blown sinus infection because I Am Miserable. I will be happy when it goes the fuck away. I’m on antibiotics for tomorrow’s egg retrieval…..I can only hope they also start taking the edge off the sinus pressure….which is so bad that my upper teeth hurt.
We head to the suburban office bright and early tomorrow for the egg retrieval – hopes are high for happy hunting.