Hanging in There!

Hi friends!

I thought it was time for a little update on how things have been going this cycle.  I am doing well.  Today I had to give myself FIVE shots, which has got to be some sort of record.  Plus I got my blood drawn.  So yes, I would say things are in full swing around here!  I'm starting to feel like a pin cushion and have a few nice bruises to show for it, but really I am tolerating the meds quite well, and I am thankful for that.  I'm a little extra tired these days and at times feel a little "off" - sort of nauseous but not sick to my stomach, but overall I am well. 

Things seem to be running smoothly for the most part.  We have only had a couple of bumps in the road, and none of those have been too serious...

• The first night I went to do my shots, I realized that the nurse and I totally failed to discuss how to administer the one new drug I am using this cycle.  Shoot!  And of course it's 7:00 at night, so I can't call her.  I end up calling the answering service, who pages my doctor (who happens to be the one on call that night).  I absolutely HATE the idea of disrupting his evening, but what else can I do?  He graciously helps me figure out the answer (he ends up having to call the nurse himself, which is what I thought would happen).  In the end, everything works out fine, but not the most stress-free start!
• On Thursday I visited a clinic a little closer to my house for a monitoring appointment.  The Mr. and I have been there before for a consultation, but I've never driven myself.  It is in a large, downtown area that I'm unfamiliar with.  My appointment is at 8:10 which means I find myself in rush hour traffic as I get closer.  I'm doing well until I suddenly find myself stuck on an exit only ramp that brings me onto another highway altogether and right into the heart of downtown.  CRUD!  That would have to be the day that I forgot to grab the GPS out of the Mr.'s car!  I spend a few minutes in utter panic, then drive around and finally manage to get myself back where I came from.  I arrive at the clinic with a few minutes to spare.  Phew!  I'm glad they didn't take my blood pressure that morning!  :)
• This morning I had a monitoring appointment scheduled with my fert doc.  His office is 2 hours away from my house.  In the past, I have done monitoring appointments at a local clinic that works with his office, but this time around we both decided that it would be better to have more appointments at his office.  Plus, his main office is the only one that is open on a Saturday, so I have no choice but to make the drive.  My appointment was scheduled for 10:00 AM.  So I'm thinking that I'll leave the house by 8, home by noon...no problem!  The Mr. will spend the morning with the boy, and while it's an inconvenience to drive 4 hours round trip for a measly 20 minute appointment, I try to stay positive.  Around 11 last night, I decide to charge my cell phone to make sure I have it for the trip the next morning, and I see that somehow I missed a call.  I listen to my voicemail, and it's my nurse telling me that she's very sorry but my appointment had to be changed, and now they need to see me at 7:40 AM instead.  WHAT?!?!?  So I set my alarm for 5:20 and am out the door by 5:40 this morning.  I practically need toothpicks to keep my eyes open on the way there; it is pitch black, and since I'm warding off caffeine, well YAWN... 

But seriously, if these are my only problems, then I'll take them!  As long as I am responding to the meds as I am supposed to, then I can handle the little annoyances.  My doc wants to see me again on Monday for another monitoring appointment, and as we get closer to retrieval time, I expect that I'll need to be seen more frequently at the main office.  So the Boy and I are going to leave tomorrow evening to go stay with my family who live much closer to my RE's office.

I'll try to update later in the week!  Hope you all have a good rest of the weekend!