Here We Go!

Well, the Lupron shots are underway. Finally. Let's get the show on the road already! They are not too bad. No biggie really. I think Chris was more nervous having to stick the needle in my belly than I was waiting for it. He is such a good guy...he has been teasing me about getting to 'stick' me for weeks...then was nervous that he would hurt me when it came time to do it.

He is getting quite good at it. I feel almost nothing when he sticks me. The meds burn a bit, but it does not last more than 10-15 minutes. The worst part would be the night sweats. As I am wiping my sweaty neck at 3:25 a.m. and kicking my covers off like some crazed lunatic...he is lying next to me snuggled up (snoring) with his electric blanket and 2 huge down blankets....I am wanting the fan on blast and he is begging for the heater. Life. is. good.

Trip to the RE (doctor)

Yesterday Chris and I met with the RE. I had to get a few 'girlie' tests. Afterwards, we both met with the nurse and financial consultant. It felt like we were buying a house. (Not too far off :) )
Anyway, we had to get a bunch of paperwork signed and notarized. Most of this had to do with frozen embies. Hopefully we will have some to freeze after this first IVF that we can use later or use if this first attempt is unsuccessful.

We met with the nurse for quite awhile discussing meds, including when, where and how to give the injections. Of course I immediately felt like I was going to puke, heard almost nothing she said...but not to worry-Chris took notes (God help me!). The first 2 weeks of injections don't seem like a big deal. We just draw 10 units out of the bottle...aim and fire. Can't be that bad. It is the stimulant drugs that worry me. We are having to mix like 5 different meds together into one vile so that it is given as just one shot. I think the toughest part is going to be keeping the doses straight (which is probably pretty important).

Next RE appointment is March 4. I will have an ultrasound and they will hopefully give me the green light to start the stims the following day.

Walter Matthau

Interesting title, I know. Actually I know very little about this actor. I remember him from one movie-The Bad News Bears. I remember him for specifically one reason...the eyebrows. Which brings me to the title. Oh. My. Goodness. My eyebrows, when pulled taut, could have stretched 4 inches before the waxing today. The lady waxing them even started to laugh as she was having to TRIM THEM BEFORE WAXING. Thank you fertility meds. You managed to make me a shaggy mess! On the flip side, my hair is growing like crazy on my head too :) According to my calculations, I should be sitting on it by mid summer. :)

Kitchen Remodel...Into Pharmacy

Excited to be off of work and even more excited about the snow that was falling, I pulled into the driveway Friday after work...and there it sat. The. Box. I gave it a quick glance as I approached the front door, as to not give it too much attention...afterall, no big deal right? I placed my key in the door, turned the knob, nudged the door open and went inside (all the while tapping the box with my foot (gently to get it out of the snow) and into my house. My hands were full.

My foot tapped it right inside the door and nuzzled it perfectly between the dry sink and the pile of shoes that desperately needs to be put away. It sat that afternoon, that evening, that night, into Saturday morning, Saturday afternoon...I was pretty sure that I was not wanting to peek at the contents quite yet. I just kept stepping over it, pretending not to notice.

The box just might still be sitting there, except for my 'everything has its place' husband who can't stand to have things just laying around. I chose to ignore the sound of the box landing on the kitchen counter, the sound of the packing tape being ripped off the cardboard, I just kept reading posts on Fertility Friend (my latest obsession). Then he said it.

"Oh Honey, you probably don't want to see this."

Really??? Because I can think of about 100 other things that may have been better to say my dear husband. So of course, I immediately jumped off the sofa and scurried into the kitchen to check it out.

I acted intrigued...we laid everything out and cleared a spot on the counter. There it sits...since that time I have paid no attention to it. We. Are. Not. Friends...I figure we have until the 22nd of this month to bond...needles...ouch!

Green Light...

Today we received the 'green light' from the RE. For those of you have not been living and breathing infertility for the past year and a half...RE means doctor (fertility specialist). I swallowed my first birth control pill tonight and will continue for the next two weeks. Interesting...trying to get the sperm to catch the egg for 3 years...and the process begins with birth control. Really?

Tomorrow the doctor will call with my protocol. I am assuming birth control pills (BCP) for 2 weeks, followed by 2 weeks of Lupron injections to shut my ovaries down...then bring on the stimulation drugs! That moment in time will be especially fun for Chris. Poor guy! Whatever.

Okay, so we are excited, nervous, hopeful, cautious, clueless, scared and now-BROKE! The next 8 weeks are going to be interesting to say the least. Fingers crossed we come out of this with a big, smelly, poopy diaper or two or three thousand. We have realized that at this point it is really no longer in our hands. We have put our faith in God and trust that no matter what the outcome, we will come out of this stronger. Chris and I will still be holding each others' hand...just hopefully balancing a baby or two in the other!