I’ve had quite the day, and I’m feeling pretty alone.
This will be our 3rd IUI cycle, first one with monitoring, first one with a trigger. (Yikes, giving myself a shot, I know some of you are old hand, but yikes)
I did a solo trip to the RE today, CD 11, and we saw 1 left side follicle at 20mm, 1 right side follicle at 18.5 mm, and my uterine lining is 8. IUI sched for CD 13.
I rec’d a quick demo on self-administering the trigger shot, picked up my shot at the hospital pharmacy after a 20 minute conversation with the Pharmacist and two techs about how to keep it chilled over the day when I had 200 miles to drive to work and then to home (I live quite a ways away from the RE).
To say I was frazzled on my way out of town would be an understatement, but at a stop light I shot a text to a very good girlfriend of mine who lives in that city: “I’m waving at you! Had to come for a dr appt, looking forward to seeing you Friday!” (5 of us are getting together for a girlfriends’ dinner/xmas party at our favorite restaurant on this Friday). She responded that she would see me there, xoxo, etc.
Fast forward 3 hours. One of the 5 us unexpectedly shoots an email bowing out of dinner, and in response, my friend (whom I’d texted earlier) emails us all and says that the date was carefully picked, she wanted a more intimate setting, but BOOM - SHE’S DUE IN JUNE.
- I already feel like an *** for sitting at my desk and crying for 15 minutes.
- She knows that I’ve had 7 years of infertility and loss, AND that my RE is in her town, AND that I had an appt with said RE this morning.
- AN E-MAIL? Are we allergic to conversation now?
- My husband thinks I’m not being gracious and happy for my friend, who…wait for it…GOT PREGNANT ON HER HONEYMOON.
Shoot me now. I need a glass of wine. Thanks for letting me vent - no one else understands.