I’m so far behind, I don’t even know where to start.
First of all, this whole FET/Second Child thing? It’s a lot different than before. Since I’m sure someone out there is furiously Googling “Cleveland Clinic FET Protocol” I will happily oblige. I’ve also promised at least 5 people via email that I would post my protocol.
Cycle Day 1-13: 3 Estrogen pills/day (continue until 12 weeks pregnant)
Cycle Day 13: Lining Check (ultrasound)
Taken at my lining check appointment:
4 of the 37 copies available in the waiting room.
Conceive Magazine at your Fertility Center:
Look at this cute toddler that you may or may not have
based on the outcome of your appointment!
Cycle Day 15: Start PIO (continue until 12 weeks if pregnant), Medrol, Tetracycline, Continue Estrogen
Cycle Day 20: Transfer
2 Weeks Later: Beta
Since I had a very painful transfer for IVF #1, I decided on Valium for IVF #2 transfer. And I will be enjoying Valium for FET #1, because hey. It’s tradition.
The problem with the FET so far has been these fucking estrogen pills. They make me so sick. I haven’t been able to work out at all since I started taking them.
Perhaps I should be eating more hamburgers?
Wait! That’s a lie! I did brave a run during the first week. And I was running running running la de freaking da and at exactly 20 minutes? I was dry heaving dry heaving dry heaving on the side of the road. La de freaking da.
On Saturday, I couldn’t get out of the car after I want to the grocery store because I felt so sick after walking around. So I just sat there, looking at Mark in the driveway.
Mark: What’s wrong?
Me: Oh, just feeling sorry for myself, no biggie.
And I was. I haven't been feeling much of the Woe, This Won't Work. But I have been feeling copious amounts of Woe, This is Bullshit And I Don't Feel Like I Should Have To Do It, with a side dish of Natural Pregnancy Is Unfair You Lucky Bitches.
So while there haven’t been any MURDEROUS RAGE type situations like with my fresh IVF/Lupron, there have been lots of, “Just to warn you I might vomit right now” type of situations.
And to be totally honest with you, I find that to be complete bullshit. It was so much more convenient for me when I felt fine but wanted to kill people. Now I’m all nice except I feel like shit. Bitchiness is so much easier on the stomach.
But anyway. My transfer is tomorrow. My two embryos are developing well. Am hoping for limited humiliation at my appointment but am skeptical for obvious reasons.
This post is totally boring. Sorry. That’s the other thing about bitchiness: BETTER BLOGS! The good news is that I’ll be showing my vagina to a lot of people tomorrow and so there is usually something ridiculous to report. Could I interest you in a cute baybee picture?
She steals Cheerios from the cupboard and hides in the corner
while shoving fist fulls into her mouth like some sort of deranged yet adorable
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