TGIF

It must be the progesterone injection working and AF approaching, because I've been in a TERRIBLE mood!  I crawled in bed at 7:30 last night after inhaling my dinner.  Today cannot end quick enough for me.  PMS and AF are making me one crazy, hungry, grumpy lady! 

I hope everyone has a GREAT weekend and steers clear of me! =)

Last Night's Injection

We chose to move forward and do the Progesterone in Oil injection last night.

It filled the entire syringe

I know a few of you thought it would be sweet for us to transfer on Brandon's birthday, but we didn't see it that way.  My past two birthdays, as well as our past two wedding anniversaries (along with many other events)  have been consumed with fertility treatment.  I had surgery the week after his birthday last year.  

We chose this path, but it is exhausting and often rules our lives.  I don't want it to seem like I'm complaining, because I'm not.  Just the thought a fertility event taking away my husband's birthday made me sad.  

God's plan will unhold as He sees fit.  

Again?!?
My husband is hilarious! 
 The Batman gave me an injection last night!! 
(Let the hot flashes and cramps begin!!!!!!!)

Today's Appointment

This morning's appointment was pretty uneventful.  They did blood work and an ultrasound.  Laura went with me and I'm glad she was there.  She held my hand during the ultrasound part which typically causes me some pain.  On the ultrasound they saw a corpus luteum cyst which indicated ovulation (this is good).  They've already left word on my patient voicemail with my lab results:

• estradiol 42.9
• p4 10.9

The nurse gave me two options:  

A)  wait for AF to arrive on her own

B)  administer 3cc Progesterone-in-Oil Injection to ensure AF arrives on time.

At this point, I haven't talked to Brandon, but if I wait for AF (with no medicine) it will have our FET occurring on his birthday/ first day of football season.  

On a lighter note... here are a few random pictures from the day.

I love to plan! 

Rachel

Randal

Randal and one of the many collages I have made her

Zombie - Creep

New Cycle...This is It

Today is CD1.

I went ahead and called scheduling to make my baseline appointment.  My appointment is scheduled for 7am on Monday.  To say that I'm excited is an understatement!

In previous posts, I've mentioned my friend, Kayla.  She found my blog after reading one of my posts on Fertility Friend.  (If you're part of the IF community, FF is GREAT for helping you keep track of your cycles.)  She reached out and emailed me in November.  She too had experienced the ups and downs that Infertility throws at you.  We spent some time emailing and sending each other Facebook messages.  Eventually we started texting and talking to one another.  I sure hope she has unlimited texting, because I know that I've messaged her like crazy on my bad days.  After talking, we even realized that we had went to the same high school, but we were a few grades apart.  We first met when I was in recovery from my surgery in February.  That's not how I planned for us to finally meet, but she knew that I was scared.  I didn't even have to ask her to come and visit me, she knew without me asking. Our husbands have met, although we've only been out once.  (We'll make that happen again soon!)

Kayla's always there to listen and comfort me in my weakest moments.  It's so strange how God brought us together.  She's even the reason why I chose Dr. Allemand.  She told me everything about him before my first appointment.

She is now pregnant and due in November.   This week at her ultrasound, she measured 9w6d.  Even though I haven't voiced this to her yet, I am certain that she is pregnant with a daughter.  Sometimes I just have feelings about these things.  ;-)  I just wanted to share her good news, because it has given me a renewed Hope about Brandon and I having a child.

God puts people in our lives for a reason.  He has also given me Sheri, the greatest sis-in-law anyone could ask for.  She has held my hand through this entire process.  She too went through a lot to have our nephew. I would love to talk more about Sheri's experience, but I want to talk to her and get her permission first.  I wouldn't have made it as far as I have today without the help of these two women.