It's cycle day 12 and I feel like crap. The Estrace pills have been giving me headaches and it feels as though they last all day long despite taking medication for the headaches. Ugh. Fortunately, today is the last day that I'm taking them. I hope the headaches go away as soon as I stop taking them.
Yesterday, I started testing my LH surge with the ovulation kits. So far, no surge. Today, I even did the test twice. Once in the morning and the second time in the early afternoon after reading that its best to test for ovulation in the afternoon. I had high hopes that I would see a matching line, but unfortunately, no line. Makes me wonder, am I ovulating??
The plan is if I don't see a surge tomorrow, then I am to call the clinic so that they can see if I'm ovulating via ultrasound.
Here's to hoping.
Today, I had to suck it up and drive to my doctor's office to get a Tdap vaccination. I was a wee bit close in not going, but I forced myself for the love of our "potential" pregnancy. You see, I HATE needles. I hate them even more so now since I'm having to come in contact with them more and more. It's not the getting blood from me part that gets me, because fortunately, I was blessed with pretty good easy to see veins, but it's the "anticipation" part that I dread the most. You can be talking to me trying to distract me, but in the back of my mind, I'm still waiting for that needle to break skin.
It was thankfully over before I knew it, but I do remember closing my eyes as she injected the vaccine in me.
What's funny about this entire story is that I stick people too at work and I have no problems doing so. The worse part, it's not the vein, it's the artery which means it's much deeper and it's like finding a needle in a haystack.
I am three days into taking the Clomid and so far, so good! This morning, I did feel a little bit of cramping, but it was no big deal. On Day 8 of my cycle, I should be starting the Estrace and then the following Monday, I begin testing to see if I'm ovulating.
I'm not too thrilled about the ovulation testing as I didn't have much success with it when I was trying to figure out when I did ovulate. The above picture is exactly how I look when I'm looking at the stick. Am I or not?!?
I wonder if it has alot to do with my night shift schedule. I don't really sleep well on days where I worked the night before. I can easily fall asleep once I get home, but like clockwork, I wake up two to three hours later. In fact, it's usually right on the dot at 11:00 am.
The clinic wants me to use the 2nd urine of the morning. When I initially tested, I used the urine when I first woke up 2 hours later after going to sleep. So, hopefully using the 2nd urine of the morning will help me determine if I'm ovulating. Nonetheless, I am to go into the clinic on cycle day 13 if I have no detection.
I swear. My AF always seems to come at the most perfect time (sarcastically speaking).
I got my AF during my wedding. My poor BFF had the honor of removing a blood stain from my dress.
I got my AF last year during a camping trip and well, like tradition, I got my AF once again during our camping trip in Santa Margarita. Most importantly, it had to be when I was far, far, away and with sucky reception to call the fertility clinic to order my meds so that we can get started on our first IUI.
But, life goes on and thankfully my parents had "Verizon" as their phone carrier and I was able to call up the fertility clinic and receive calls with no problemo. Phew! Thank you Verizon. But, I still love my iPhone :)
Right now, I am taking two pills of Clomid making up 100mg, a low dose aspirin to help with blood circulation, and ofcourse, prenatal pills. So far, so good. No mood swings yet, but I'm only two days into the meds. What I noticed however is that my cramps are not as bad, no blood clots either, post surgery, which I absolutely love.
I was watching TLC's show, The Little Couple, and it was the episode where they begin demolishing the house they were going to build on. When demolishing happened, he said something that I couldn't help but agree with him more and that is the word, " progess."
He said that seeing the demolition of the old house made him feel as if they were making steps towards their new house and basically making " progress" and it felt really good.
This is how I essentially feel at this time.
I spoke with the RN at the fertility clinic this morning as I had contacted them letting them know that I've had my polyp removal surgery and should be starting my period next week. With that said, the clinic has devised an IUI treatment plan for me. Can I say, " exciting?" Why? It's progress. This is the part where you join me in clapping your hands and jumping up and down. I'm really excited.
By the way, my surgery went well. I don't remember a single thing during the surgery as I was temporary intubated and knocked out. I woke up very grudgingly and groggily, and oh, nauseated in the recovery room. Slept pretty much the entire day and returned to work two days later with no complications. Let's hope that it doesn't grow back anytime soon, yes?
Yesterday, I had my polyp(s) removed. Surgery was scheduled for 8:30 am, but I had to arrive at the Outpatient Surgery center at 7:00. Just a wee bit early for me, but it was okay because I wanted these pesky little things out of me!
This was my first surgery ever, so I was a nervous. The RN and I could tell because my blood pressure was a bit high (140/80). Thankfully, it went down post surgery to a more normal value. I wish I could tell you how the surgery went, but I couldn't as I was knocked out completely. All I remember was the anasthesiologist giving me oxygen through a mask and next thing I knew, I was groggily waking up in the step down recovery unit. I felt so nauseated from the anasthesia that they had to give me a couple of anti-nausea medicine to help me.
A little bit of cramping took place every now and then all day yesterday and I was very sleepy.
Today, I feel better, but I'm just taking it easy per the doctor's instructions. I was scheduled to work tonight and tomorrow, but he advised that I take a few days off. I couldn't agree with him more. It's a good thing I asked in our pre-op appointment.
Right now, my worries is that the polyps will grow back. I'm so very hopeful however that the removal of the polyps will help us get pregnant. I can't help but peruse the internet to find success stories of polyp removal, but at the same time, I know it's driving me insane.
Please God. Please let this work.
I just finished up the last of the prerequisite lab/tests for the fertility clinic before starting any treatments. My outpatient surgery to remove the polyp/fibroid is scheduled later this month. So if all goes well, we can hopefully start our IUI treatment next month.
I'm very pleased to report that my FSH levels came back normal. Phew! I emailed my parents regarding my numbers and in the email said that " This Spring Chicken still got it!" My Mom replies with, " I always knew you were a Foster Farms chicken!" Hahaha, just gotta laugh. Too funny Mom.
Since learning that the polyp/fibroid that is in me needs to be removed because it may affect implantation or cause a miscarriage, it got me thinking..... Is this the reason why we couldn't get pregnant because of this darn skin tag?!? Once we remove it, I wonder if we can get pregnant on our own?
I'm trying to be optimistic. Please keep your fingers and toes crossed for us.
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