I've been saying for a few days now that I feel like I'm carrying around a bag of rocks in my lower abdomen. Like seriously a bag of rocks may fall from my uterus at any time! And, who forgot to mention that I'd have to pee about five thousand times a day? All side effects of the phase of the IVF cycle that I'm in.
Today marks a very important day, no more Menpur (the shot that burns) and no more Follistem (the one that looks like a pen and was the easiest by far). I do have one more shot of Ganirelix for tonight at precisely 6pm. Then at precisely 830pm I will happily inject myself with Pregnyl - my trigger shot! The only one I've been looking forward to. When it's time for the trigger shot that means it's time for retrieval.
Found out this morning that retrieval will be this Wednesday (don't bother calling or texting, I'll probably be drooling on myself for most of the day as I'm being put out). Instructions also say no driving and to have someone with you. I was laughing at this, I mean to me it's obvious that if you're knocked out for a surgery that someone should be driving you. Right? Anyone else with me on this one?
I'm curious to know how many they'll be able to retrieve. Right now there are 14-16 follicles that are the right size and ready to go, but you never know what will produce.
So for a few more days I'll carry around my bag of rocks because I know that those are my follicles ready to do their job.
Anyone want to hold up my bag of rocks?
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