Remember that Snickers commercial "round about noon when your hungers poking at you, poking at you?" No? I guess that goes to show two things: 1.) I watch way too much t.v. and 2.) I've eaten too many Snickers in my day.
These days it's not my hunger that's poking at me poking at me, it's me poking needles into myself. Six a day to be exact. The Lupron with it's super skinny insulin needle is the easiest, or perhaps tied with the Gonal-f pen which gets props for letting you just dial your dosage. I hate, I repeat, hate the Luveris. You have to mix sterile water with the powder medicine and then switch needles and for some reason those needles don't seem to go in as easily. When I look at my stomach I can see bunches of little red spots and even some small bruises. I shudder to think what the trigger and progesterone shots will be like.
QT is leaving on Friday to go stay with his grandparents for an entire week. Oh my gosh how I will miss him. He's been doing this thing lately that I call running huggies. You ask him for a hug and he'll come running over to you with his arms stretched out and just crash into you in this big little guy hug. It's so sweet it just makes me want to hug him and never let him go. Under normal circumstances I'm not sure that I would agree to have him gone for a week but the husband and I thought that going through an egg retrieval would be easier without having a toddler at home to take care of and entertain. Also, we haven't told our families about our choice to do ivf, and if we hadn't sent QT to his grandparents they would have come here next week. I would just prefer to not have visitors. So, he's leaving this Friday morning and coming back next Saturday. I'm hoping that the retrieval will be Friday.
Speaking of watching too much t.v., I believe that Top Chef is on tonight. Woohoo!
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Let me give you a virtual running huggy in OT absence!! IVF is hard enough, I can't imagine doing it with a toddler around. Although, hiding it from school-age kids is no walk in the park!
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