My period finally came...well sorta. Skip down a paragraph if you're not one for TMI sharing.
I started spotting on Monday which would mean I had a 34 day cycle. One of my longest but still within the range of "this has happened before so don't panic." I called my nurse and told her and she said all I needed to do was start BCPs on day 3. YAY! No need to go in for blood work or US. Great, right? Well then Monday evening and all day Tuesday, my period stopped completely. It was so strange. Cue freak out - maybe I'm pregnant?!?! Why oh why do I get my hopes up. I took a HPT in the bathroom at work yesterday just to put the crazies to rest and NEGATIVE glared back at me so there you are. Super strange taking a HPT in the stall in a semi-public restroom by the way. Thankfully, I woke up this morning and AF is back and looking good so I started my pills and am looking forward to January.
I take my last pill on Jan 7th, go in for blood work and if all looks good I'll start shots again on Jan 9th. The del estrogen shots are no biggie and since they are only once every 3 days, I'm not worried about those. It's the darn PIO shots that I'm really not looking forward to. E says how much he hates giving me those shots because he knows he's hurting me - what a sweet man. I have been known to yell at him if they hurt and while I know it's not his fault - I'm still in pain and yelling helps. I think we'll have to come up with a strategy for this next round so we don't end up angry at each other so often. FET date is set for Jan 28th!!!
So time will fly, I hope. Between Christmas, our trip to see family, New Years and then our son's first birthday in between there's plenty to keep me occupied.
Christmas is going to be great this year but it also reminds me of all the terrible Christmases I've had before. I was in a lot of pain December 2011 and just wanted to erase the entire season. It's hard when you know there are others suffering this time of year as you once were. My heart is with all of those still trying each and every day, but especially during the holidays when you're "supposed" to be happy and celebrating the birth of a child. When you long for one, it's the toughest season of all.
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
The Worst Part About Having the Stomach Flu
Is holding out hope that you might be pregnant! Seriously, I'm on day 32 of my cycle and waiting on pins and needles for AF to arrive so I can get my calendar for FET #2. There really isn't any hope because I've had up to 36 day cycles before so I just have to wait.
I will call my nurse on Monday if AF still hasn't arrived to let her know. I think this happened once before and they had me come in for blood work and then I just start up on BCPs anyway without having a bleed. I hate my body.
I will call my nurse on Monday if AF still hasn't arrived to let her know. I think this happened once before and they had me come in for blood work and then I just start up on BCPs anyway without having a bleed. I hate my body.
Monday, December 9, 2013
I'm here...just waiting around
As usual....
Waiting this time for AF to arrive so I can start BCPs, AF again and then start del estrogen for a January FET.
These last few weeks have been insanely busy. So much so that I incurred a late payment fee on my Banana Republic credit card (got it waived - thankfully) AND incurred an overdraft fee on my checking account. Darn those automatic student loan withdrawals! Ugh.... just craziness and I swear I have good credit otherwise. There just isn't enough room in my brain to remember all of this stuff, hence the reason I signed up for automatic payments in the first place. Ironic, right?!?!
We have dealt with the cold and flu season with as much force as we have been able to muster. Had the never ending virus of extreme cough, fever and occasional vomit not once, but twice so far this season. It decided to come back with a vengeance the day before Thanksgiving so we all had an absolutely miserable holiday.
E and I managed to hold it together and find some humor in the moment as we had loaded up the sick baby, the dog, the stuffing and presents (we brought gifts early because we weren't going to see my nieces and nephews at X-mas) and the song, "It's the most wonderful time of the year" comes blaring through the radio. Instead of tears, we managed laughs. We cut the trip short to just one day as the little guy was miserable, wouldn't sleep, neither E nor I got any sleep Thanksgiving night and the constant comments by my mother-in-law that we should take the baby to the ER. Lovely woman, but she has a flare for the dramatic when it comes to medical issues. We had already taken him to the doc the day before...he had a virus, nothing to do.
Anyway, virus turned into an ear infection and now we're on the mend after our first round of antibiotics. Phew! Hoping we get a reprieve for X-mas.
In all the chaos, it wasn't hard to feel thankful though for my wonderful family. This holiday, as miserable as I felt, was still better than the ones without my son. Toughest job ever - but couldn't help feel so happy to be a family of three. Hoping FET #2 in January is a success and we grow this craziness a bit more.
Waiting this time for AF to arrive so I can start BCPs, AF again and then start del estrogen for a January FET.
These last few weeks have been insanely busy. So much so that I incurred a late payment fee on my Banana Republic credit card (got it waived - thankfully) AND incurred an overdraft fee on my checking account. Darn those automatic student loan withdrawals! Ugh.... just craziness and I swear I have good credit otherwise. There just isn't enough room in my brain to remember all of this stuff, hence the reason I signed up for automatic payments in the first place. Ironic, right?!?!
We have dealt with the cold and flu season with as much force as we have been able to muster. Had the never ending virus of extreme cough, fever and occasional vomit not once, but twice so far this season. It decided to come back with a vengeance the day before Thanksgiving so we all had an absolutely miserable holiday.
E and I managed to hold it together and find some humor in the moment as we had loaded up the sick baby, the dog, the stuffing and presents (we brought gifts early because we weren't going to see my nieces and nephews at X-mas) and the song, "It's the most wonderful time of the year" comes blaring through the radio. Instead of tears, we managed laughs. We cut the trip short to just one day as the little guy was miserable, wouldn't sleep, neither E nor I got any sleep Thanksgiving night and the constant comments by my mother-in-law that we should take the baby to the ER. Lovely woman, but she has a flare for the dramatic when it comes to medical issues. We had already taken him to the doc the day before...he had a virus, nothing to do.
Anyway, virus turned into an ear infection and now we're on the mend after our first round of antibiotics. Phew! Hoping we get a reprieve for X-mas.
In all the chaos, it wasn't hard to feel thankful though for my wonderful family. This holiday, as miserable as I felt, was still better than the ones without my son. Toughest job ever - but couldn't help feel so happy to be a family of three. Hoping FET #2 in January is a success and we grow this craziness a bit more.
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