Disappointing Trip to the Doctor

Uhg...well, I headed to the doctor this A.M. with Chris for my day 5 of stims bloodwork and ultrasound. The ultrasound showed:

RT OVARY:
5 follies measuring 8.5-9.5 mm follies

LT OVARY:

10 follies measuring 6.5-7.5 mm follies

about 15 others at about 5.5-6.5 mm

Okay, so this news was not bad. Follies are growing slowly, but I am currently on a low dose of meds...so RE (doctor) is okay with this.

Disappointment comes in here.

E2 (Estrogen level)

At day 3 of stims it was 132...okay, but a pinch low...so RE upped my dosage on Monday to get the number up.

Today....E2 was 95...so rather than going up...it dropped. Hmmm....not supposed to happen.

So...the plan is to up my dosage again. I am now taking 225 (3 viles of Bravelle). The other change is that rather than using the little 'insulin' needles for my shots, I have graduated to a 2" intra-muscular needle. So no more tiny shots in the tummy. Now-long needle straight into butt muscle. Good. Times.

Tonight was our first time with the big needle. Bless Chris' heart. I know this was tough for him. The process took about 15 minutes because someone (I will not mention names in order to protect the innocent) was having trouble with the idea of sticking that needle in my butt. In lieu of pictures of the process...here is a sample of the conversation that took place...

"Okay, are you ready Honey"

"Yep...hurry up let's get this shit over with"

(wipes the area with alcohol)

(30 seconds pass)

(a deep sigh is heard coming from my 'nurse')

(30 more seconds pass)

"Hello...come on Honey, let's do this"

"Okay, okay"

(30 seconds pass)

TIME TO RE-ICE---NO LONGER NUMB

"Okay...let's do this. Honey, please do this quickly."

"I will. I just don't want to hit any bone...this is supposed to go in the muscle only."

"Umm...I am pretty sure we don't have to worry about hitting bones...(hand smacks butt). I think we have plenty to work with here."

(30 seconds pass)

"Hello...let's go. Just do it."

"I am. I just don't want to hit anything major. This is a long needle."

**sigh**

Reread that conversation about 5 times...and consider yourself there.

Once it actually happened, it wasn't bad. Chris pulled the needle out, grabbed a band-aid, stuck it on where there was a little blood, and walked out of the bedroom on his way to the gym muttering...

"I am gonna go pass out now."

And there you have it....night 1 of the big needle.