I must tell you: It feels really FREAKING GOOD to be cycling. Good lord, how I missed “doing” something. If it weren’t for my crazy cocktail of supplements twice a day, I think I would’ve gone crazy over the past two months.
Baseline monitoring was great yesterday morning. Still no cysts (I was pretty sure I’d be good to go, but there was a piece of me that wondered if Scrappy would come back between my pre-check and baseline check). Lining is a “nice and thin” (the nurse’s words) 2.3mm. So, that’s not great. But I’ve seen it as thin as 1mm so I’m cool with it! We have some time for it to improve. (Btw, BCPs thin lining, so that was a risk I knowingly took by trying to shrink that dang cyst.)
My estrogen is a suitably low 32 and they didn’t tell me my LH level, but presumably it wasn’t anything wacky enough to convince Dr. K to switch up our plan. I began Gonal-F 112.5 IU last night. Hubs rearranged his school schedule to be there with me to do the first injection. HE IS SUCH A GOOD EGG! I was prepared to do it by myself, but it was so much better with him. We refreshed the instructions, primed the pen, and BAM!, did the injection. Left to my own devices I’m sure I would’ve hyped myself up (depsite my Yoda Egg posts lately) before going through with it. So much better to not over-think it.
We leave for NYC tonight and it’s going to be a little bit funny to see where these next few injections happen. We’re trying to continue adminstering them as close as possible to 6pm-ish CST. Which means we’ll probably do tonight’s injection in the airport parking lot before we go inside to check in. And then the next two nights I’ll inject at the hotel riiiiight before we leave for the rehearsal dinner and wedding. And then on Sunday we’ll have to inject at the airport. What an adventure! 🙂
This is the fun part of the cycle. I’m doing something every day to bring me closer to our dream of a family. I’m in this blissfully naive state about how the meds are working and whether I’m growing any follies and if my lining is fluffing up. For now, I can hope! It feels really, really, really good. I know that things will get crazy next week…I could get overstimmed or not see any follicle response, or get great follies but no lining growth. But this time, I am trying so hard to believe that I am going to be a good little responder. I’m visualizing good stuff happening with my ovaries and lining! (It’s easy to think that way on CD4, I know.)
Thankfully, I have this awesome trip to NYC—where I’ll see friends and run in Central Park and shop and walk around my old ‘hood and dress up in my gold Milly dress—to distract me.