I'm sorry to keep you waiting.
I know Monday was forever ago to some of you, but I didn't see a real need to rush this post. Especially since the news is not fantastic. The result is in! And it was negative. I don't think this is a bad thing though. I know a lot of people were sad for me because they wanted me to conceive on the first try so badly (especially at my office), but I'm not that upset about it. Mainly because I didn't expect a positive result on round one of IUI. Yes, it works for some people, but the probability of one of those people being me? Wasn't very high.
So we continue...
When the doctor's office called me with the negative result, they told me that since I was taking progesterone, that I should stop and would then start my period a few days later. Well... I started yesterday. Which is weird since I started on the 24th of June as well. Holy crap, a "regular," "on time" cycle? What is happening to me...! My periods always have the same pattern to them as well. They start out on MY day one spotty and not all the way there, but by day two I'm ready to die. So MY day two, is the doctor's day one. It's confusing, don't try to hard to understand it. Basically my cycle doesn't start until (my) day two because I have to be bleeding to death in order to have an accurate fertility treatment period. Soooo.... I have an ultrasound tomorrow to look at my ovaries (no cysts) and uterine lining (shedding properly). Then comes Clomid again (yay hot flashes!), followed by another ultrasound to view follicle growth (hoping for 20mm), Ovidrel injection, IUI (#2), and two week wait with a progesterone level check in the mean time.
It's amazing how quickly it goes...
Especially this time. Since the first time was kind of a trial run. Like, get my hormones working, get me ovulating, checking medication response, etc... now that they know everything that works it's all "boom boom boom!" So again, I'm perfectly fine with a negative result the first time around because I know that this time could be different. My time will come. I'm not going to rush it. I've been waiting three years, what's a few more months?
The only difference is that now I have you to share it with.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Postively Progesterone...
It's hard to stay positive.
I don't think it worked. Of course, I didn't expect it to on the first try, but saying it out loud feels depressing. Typing it is depressing. I don't think it worked. No, I haven't tested yet, but it's just a feeling I now have. I'm trying to remain upbeat and positive, but it is SO hard. I got a call from my doctor's office this morning to tell me the results of my progesterone blood draw yesterday. My level is at 1.5. They told me that that is high enough to indicate that I ovulated (which is fantastic), but not where they need it to be to maintain pregnancy. Meaning, that if I don't get my level up and I AM pregnant, I'll miscarry. And I don't test for another week.
I'm on progesterone medication.
The way the doctor's office put it, they're "giving me something to help me along." It's an oral medication that is taken twice daily, but that's not the way I'm taking it. I'm not a shy one, so I'm just going to tell you that I get to take it vaginally. Once before bed, once when I wake up. I've never taken medication like that before so this should prove an interesting experience for me. They want the medication taken this way so that it is absorbed directly into my uterus. They also said that when I test (for pregnancy) if it comes out negative I'll stop taking the progesterone and start my period. And if I test positive then they'll redraw my progesterone level and see where it's at to determine whether or not I still need to take it. They're still crossing their fingers for a positive. I am too, but we'll see. Progesterone is ridiculously expensive. $192.64 worth of expensive. And that's only for a ONE MONTH supply! So hopefully... I don't need it for longer than a month. Otherwise... well, I don't know otherwise...
My coworker did progesterone as well...
She told me not to stress out about it too much. She had to take it twice during her pregnancy and her daughter is perfectly healthy. She did tell me that it freaked her out at the time, but that there is nothing wrong with needing a little progesterone help. :) So that actually does leave me a small amount of hope to cling to. I'm trying. I really am, to be positive. But at this point? I really don't know if it worked. *sigh*
Here we go, Monday.
I don't think it worked. Of course, I didn't expect it to on the first try, but saying it out loud feels depressing. Typing it is depressing. I don't think it worked. No, I haven't tested yet, but it's just a feeling I now have. I'm trying to remain upbeat and positive, but it is SO hard. I got a call from my doctor's office this morning to tell me the results of my progesterone blood draw yesterday. My level is at 1.5. They told me that that is high enough to indicate that I ovulated (which is fantastic), but not where they need it to be to maintain pregnancy. Meaning, that if I don't get my level up and I AM pregnant, I'll miscarry. And I don't test for another week.
I'm on progesterone medication.
The way the doctor's office put it, they're "giving me something to help me along." It's an oral medication that is taken twice daily, but that's not the way I'm taking it. I'm not a shy one, so I'm just going to tell you that I get to take it vaginally. Once before bed, once when I wake up. I've never taken medication like that before so this should prove an interesting experience for me. They want the medication taken this way so that it is absorbed directly into my uterus. They also said that when I test (for pregnancy) if it comes out negative I'll stop taking the progesterone and start my period. And if I test positive then they'll redraw my progesterone level and see where it's at to determine whether or not I still need to take it. They're still crossing their fingers for a positive. I am too, but we'll see. Progesterone is ridiculously expensive. $192.64 worth of expensive. And that's only for a ONE MONTH supply! So hopefully... I don't need it for longer than a month. Otherwise... well, I don't know otherwise...
My coworker did progesterone as well...
She told me not to stress out about it too much. She had to take it twice during her pregnancy and her daughter is perfectly healthy. She did tell me that it freaked her out at the time, but that there is nothing wrong with needing a little progesterone help. :) So that actually does leave me a small amount of hope to cling to. I'm trying. I really am, to be positive. But at this point? I really don't know if it worked. *sigh*
Here we go, Monday.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
So maybe I lied...
This IS the longest two weeks of my life.
I know I said it wouldn't be, and that my weeks go really fast... but seriously? My weeks have slowed down immensely. Like to a snail's pace! I go this Monday for my progesterone draw, and I'm not really looking forward to it, it's blood work, come on! I have recently discovered I'm a pessimist. I always think the very worst outcome, like in this instance my levels are going to be completely jacked up and not stable for carrying a child. Then come the following Monday (my pregnancy draw) I know the only bad outcome I can expect is a negative... which I'm honestly thinking WILL happen. Of course, after taking test after test after test, month after month after month, and they ALL come back negative what other result is there for me to expect? Hopefully IF it turns out to be a positive I won't freak out too much.
Who am I kidding?
Of COURSE I'll freak out. I actually think I might scream and jump up and down before realizing that maybe I shouldn't be jumping... *sigh* I'm still not excited yet. I'm just tired of waiting until the 23rd. I want to just fast forward to that day so that I can know for sure whether or not I have to repeat all of this again. Is that selfish? To want to know that? I really don't care either way... because if I have to repeat it all again I will. It would just be nice not to, ya know?
Wanna hear an amazing side effect?
I've been taking prenatal vitamins for awhile. I also have a terrible habit of biting my nails. Well... my niece painted them a few weeks ago and since then I have repainted them. If they're painted I don't bite them (nail polish tastes horrible)! Well... since I haven't been biting them my nails are SUPER long... almost to the annoying point and I want to bite them all off regardless of pretty polish. Almost. One thing that is really bothering me though, is that I can't type anything without making a typo. And if you know me you know my fetish for correct grammar, spelling, and punctuation. That's really the only downside to it though. That and borderline cutting myself if I have an itch to scratch. :) My husband rather likes the long nails (for obvious husband reasons). Who knows how long they'll survive though!
Progesterone.
All I can say is that I hope it's within the correct limits that the doctor wants it at. Other than that? Nothing else to report. See ya on the 23rd. :)
I know I said it wouldn't be, and that my weeks go really fast... but seriously? My weeks have slowed down immensely. Like to a snail's pace! I go this Monday for my progesterone draw, and I'm not really looking forward to it, it's blood work, come on! I have recently discovered I'm a pessimist. I always think the very worst outcome, like in this instance my levels are going to be completely jacked up and not stable for carrying a child. Then come the following Monday (my pregnancy draw) I know the only bad outcome I can expect is a negative... which I'm honestly thinking WILL happen. Of course, after taking test after test after test, month after month after month, and they ALL come back negative what other result is there for me to expect? Hopefully IF it turns out to be a positive I won't freak out too much.
Who am I kidding?
Of COURSE I'll freak out. I actually think I might scream and jump up and down before realizing that maybe I shouldn't be jumping... *sigh* I'm still not excited yet. I'm just tired of waiting until the 23rd. I want to just fast forward to that day so that I can know for sure whether or not I have to repeat all of this again. Is that selfish? To want to know that? I really don't care either way... because if I have to repeat it all again I will. It would just be nice not to, ya know?
Wanna hear an amazing side effect?
I've been taking prenatal vitamins for awhile. I also have a terrible habit of biting my nails. Well... my niece painted them a few weeks ago and since then I have repainted them. If they're painted I don't bite them (nail polish tastes horrible)! Well... since I haven't been biting them my nails are SUPER long... almost to the annoying point and I want to bite them all off regardless of pretty polish. Almost. One thing that is really bothering me though, is that I can't type anything without making a typo. And if you know me you know my fetish for correct grammar, spelling, and punctuation. That's really the only downside to it though. That and borderline cutting myself if I have an itch to scratch. :) My husband rather likes the long nails (for obvious husband reasons). Who knows how long they'll survive though!
Progesterone.
All I can say is that I hope it's within the correct limits that the doctor wants it at. Other than that? Nothing else to report. See ya on the 23rd. :)
Monday, July 9, 2012
Today is the greatest...
I had my IUI this morning...
I was so nervous this morning. My husband's appointment was easy (according to him it wasn't, but whatever). My appointment was easy also, but nerve wracking. Mainly because I was there two hours before I actually had to be. My husband's appointment was scheduled at 8:30am and the actual IUI wasn't until 10:30am so we had plenty of time to kill once his appointment was over with. We went to breakfast, and then just walked around the hospital gift shop (which only killed an hour). After that we just went back up and waited the remaining hour and a half in the waiting room. It went by fast (for me) because I was reading parenting magazines and watching Dr. Phil... my husband wanted his ESPN (naturally).
About time!
Once we were (finally) called back the actual procedure took all of maybe two minutes. I was on the table, poke, in goes catheter, cramp, in goes sperm, done. Literally. Then I got to relax on the table for six whole minutes until I was allowed to move/get up. Let me tell you, that six minutes went by super fast. The doctor told me that I would probably experience a little bit of mild cramping, but other than that I'm free to go about my every day activities. I got set up with lab orders; one next Monday to test my progesterone level, and then one the following Monday (two weeks from today), for a pregnancy blood draw. Crazy, right?
I'm not excited.
Everyone keeps asking me if I'm excited. The answer? No. Not really... I say "yes" because it IS supposed to be exciting... but I won't be excited until I see a positive pregnancy test. I don't want to get myself all worked up and then see a negative result. It would crush me. It's just so much easier for me to let others be excited instead. I know how badly I want this. It seems like everyone else wants it just as badly for me, so I'll let them bounce up and down while I wait patiently. Someone asked me if it was going to be the longest two weeks of my life. No... probably not. My weeks go by relatively quickly, so that's not going to bother me. What WILL bother me is how many people are going to ask me on that particular Monday if I'm pregnant or not. Well... maybe not. It depends on my mood. I also found out today that one of my favorite coworkers is two weeks pregnant! I AM excited for her. She had a dream a few weeks ago that me, her, and another girl we work with were all pregnant at the same time. :) I'd be a liar if I said I didn't want that to happen. :) Let's hope she's psychic! Hehe.
I don't feel crampy at all...
I honestly feel very good. There is a slight "tugging" sensation in my belly, but I'm assuming that's the "mild cramping" that the doctor told me about. I can't really explain it because it comes and goes and it isn't full blown cramps, so "tugging" is what comes to mind. That or like shaking a bowl of jello and watching it jiggle, only it's INSIDE? Yeah... not a good explanation, but it's all I've got. My husband is so adorable. When I was leaving the house (I stopped off for a PB&J) he told me, "take care of my belly!" :) I'm really hoping this works the first time for him. I know he has his hopes up and I would hate for him to be heartbroken. The average success rate of IUI is only 10-20%, so we'll see. I am still crossing my fingers for twins as well. I've been watching all of those "Make room for Multiples" and "I didn't know I was pregnant" episodes on TLC. What? They're very educational. :) It drives my husband nuts, but I don't care. I do what I want. :)
My shot.
I had to inject myself with my trigger shot on Saturday night. You should have seen me. It was hilarious, I'm sure. I got my shot ready at 10:25pm since I needed to take it at 10:30pm. I got myself all worked up for it and everything! Well, I went into my bathroom, shut and locked the door, and took the shot out of the package and tapped it with my finger to release the air bubbles (I felt like a nurse). I then pushed the plunger until a little drop of liquid came out of the needle signaling that it was ready to inject. I pinched my belly like I was shown, and brought the needle to my skin... and froze. Pulled the needle away, took a deep breath and told myself I could do this. I tried again. Pinch the belly, bring the needle up to skin... froze. At this point I was starting to get upset and started jumping up and down and being whiny. I opened the bathroom door and told my husband I didn't think I could do it. He told me he could do it for me so I handed him the needle and as soon as he said, "Okay, pinch your belly," I told him "NO! I can do it." and pushed him back out of the bathroom. ::shakes head:: After another minute or so he yelled, "some of us need to go to sleep!" Then I knew I better get a move on and just bite the bullet. I pinched my belly, and pressed the needle into my skin. I thought I messed it up because I didn't feel anything. So I pulled the needle back out and looked at it. Then I realized, "I didn't feel anything..." and just pushed the needle in and injected the medication. I then looked in the mirror and kind of laughed at myself at how stupid I was. I checked the clock afterward and found that all of that fuss and hesitation added up to seven minutes. So at 10:37pm I gave myself a shot. Such an awesome moment for me. You might be laughing at me (trust me, I am too), but I'm proud of myself. :)
Plus...
I'll know in two weeks if all of this worked. Come on 10-20%! Let's do this!
I was so nervous this morning. My husband's appointment was easy (according to him it wasn't, but whatever). My appointment was easy also, but nerve wracking. Mainly because I was there two hours before I actually had to be. My husband's appointment was scheduled at 8:30am and the actual IUI wasn't until 10:30am so we had plenty of time to kill once his appointment was over with. We went to breakfast, and then just walked around the hospital gift shop (which only killed an hour). After that we just went back up and waited the remaining hour and a half in the waiting room. It went by fast (for me) because I was reading parenting magazines and watching Dr. Phil... my husband wanted his ESPN (naturally).
About time!
Once we were (finally) called back the actual procedure took all of maybe two minutes. I was on the table, poke, in goes catheter, cramp, in goes sperm, done. Literally. Then I got to relax on the table for six whole minutes until I was allowed to move/get up. Let me tell you, that six minutes went by super fast. The doctor told me that I would probably experience a little bit of mild cramping, but other than that I'm free to go about my every day activities. I got set up with lab orders; one next Monday to test my progesterone level, and then one the following Monday (two weeks from today), for a pregnancy blood draw. Crazy, right?
I'm not excited.
Everyone keeps asking me if I'm excited. The answer? No. Not really... I say "yes" because it IS supposed to be exciting... but I won't be excited until I see a positive pregnancy test. I don't want to get myself all worked up and then see a negative result. It would crush me. It's just so much easier for me to let others be excited instead. I know how badly I want this. It seems like everyone else wants it just as badly for me, so I'll let them bounce up and down while I wait patiently. Someone asked me if it was going to be the longest two weeks of my life. No... probably not. My weeks go by relatively quickly, so that's not going to bother me. What WILL bother me is how many people are going to ask me on that particular Monday if I'm pregnant or not. Well... maybe not. It depends on my mood. I also found out today that one of my favorite coworkers is two weeks pregnant! I AM excited for her. She had a dream a few weeks ago that me, her, and another girl we work with were all pregnant at the same time. :) I'd be a liar if I said I didn't want that to happen. :) Let's hope she's psychic! Hehe.
I don't feel crampy at all...
I honestly feel very good. There is a slight "tugging" sensation in my belly, but I'm assuming that's the "mild cramping" that the doctor told me about. I can't really explain it because it comes and goes and it isn't full blown cramps, so "tugging" is what comes to mind. That or like shaking a bowl of jello and watching it jiggle, only it's INSIDE? Yeah... not a good explanation, but it's all I've got. My husband is so adorable. When I was leaving the house (I stopped off for a PB&J) he told me, "take care of my belly!" :) I'm really hoping this works the first time for him. I know he has his hopes up and I would hate for him to be heartbroken. The average success rate of IUI is only 10-20%, so we'll see. I am still crossing my fingers for twins as well. I've been watching all of those "Make room for Multiples" and "I didn't know I was pregnant" episodes on TLC. What? They're very educational. :) It drives my husband nuts, but I don't care. I do what I want. :)
My shot.
I had to inject myself with my trigger shot on Saturday night. You should have seen me. It was hilarious, I'm sure. I got my shot ready at 10:25pm since I needed to take it at 10:30pm. I got myself all worked up for it and everything! Well, I went into my bathroom, shut and locked the door, and took the shot out of the package and tapped it with my finger to release the air bubbles (I felt like a nurse). I then pushed the plunger until a little drop of liquid came out of the needle signaling that it was ready to inject. I pinched my belly like I was shown, and brought the needle to my skin... and froze. Pulled the needle away, took a deep breath and told myself I could do this. I tried again. Pinch the belly, bring the needle up to skin... froze. At this point I was starting to get upset and started jumping up and down and being whiny. I opened the bathroom door and told my husband I didn't think I could do it. He told me he could do it for me so I handed him the needle and as soon as he said, "Okay, pinch your belly," I told him "NO! I can do it." and pushed him back out of the bathroom. ::shakes head:: After another minute or so he yelled, "some of us need to go to sleep!" Then I knew I better get a move on and just bite the bullet. I pinched my belly, and pressed the needle into my skin. I thought I messed it up because I didn't feel anything. So I pulled the needle back out and looked at it. Then I realized, "I didn't feel anything..." and just pushed the needle in and injected the medication. I then looked in the mirror and kind of laughed at myself at how stupid I was. I checked the clock afterward and found that all of that fuss and hesitation added up to seven minutes. So at 10:37pm I gave myself a shot. Such an awesome moment for me. You might be laughing at me (trust me, I am too), but I'm proud of myself. :)
Plus...
I'll know in two weeks if all of this worked. Come on 10-20%! Let's do this!
Friday, July 6, 2012
This just got REAL...
Ultrasound appointment today!
If you've been following along (thanks!), then you know all about my PCOS, and follicles, and IR and all that other lovely stuff. You also know that I was put on a second, higher dosage of the Clomid to get a response out of my ovaries/follicles. Well... it worked. I went in for my ultrasound today just to see how my follicles were progressing and if I would be ready for my trigger shot or not. I've been crossing my fingers all week for a good result and it finally came. One of the follicles on my right ovary measured at 18mm today. The doctor told me they like for them to be in between 20mm and 25mm, but I should be there by tomorrow... And TOMORROW I take my trigger shot. Holy crap!
It's all moving so quickly!
I thought it was moving quickly before, but now I'm slightly overwhelmed. I mean, I want this. I know I'm ready for this, but now that it's within my reach I'm like... Holy crap. I had two follicles on my left ovary that were measuring at a good size as well, so three juicy follicles for this lady! I'm not too nervous about my shot. Surprising actually. But they told me that I should go ahead and take it tomorrow night at around 10:30pm. Then, since we did opt for the IUI, my husband has an appointment on Monday at 8:30am to provide a sample and my actual IUI appointment is at 10:30am. I need to call my boss and let her know, but I hate to bother her with all this (she's on vacation). I know she needs to be aware though that come Monday morning I'm not going to be at work. I mean... it's not like I can reschedule this appointment.
AGGHHHHH!!!! I'm so excited!!!
This means in a little over two weeks I might be pregnant. I'm hoping for a miracle and that it happens on the first go, but I'm going to be as realistic as possible about all of this as well. My body is a war zone, and my 60% miscarriage rate reminds me every day that just because I might get pregnant, doesn't mean I'll stay that way. I can't tell you I'll be overly emotional about it if I DO miscarry... seeing as I'm so well prepared for the possibility of it, but at the same time I don't know. I can't say that because I might just be devastated if it happens. I don't know. All of this just got really real. And I have a ton of things to think about. Main thing though? No stress. In fact, I'm going out with my sister-in-law tonight for a few cocktails. :)
Besides...I'll know in two weeks.
If you've been following along (thanks!), then you know all about my PCOS, and follicles, and IR and all that other lovely stuff. You also know that I was put on a second, higher dosage of the Clomid to get a response out of my ovaries/follicles. Well... it worked. I went in for my ultrasound today just to see how my follicles were progressing and if I would be ready for my trigger shot or not. I've been crossing my fingers all week for a good result and it finally came. One of the follicles on my right ovary measured at 18mm today. The doctor told me they like for them to be in between 20mm and 25mm, but I should be there by tomorrow... And TOMORROW I take my trigger shot. Holy crap!
It's all moving so quickly!
I thought it was moving quickly before, but now I'm slightly overwhelmed. I mean, I want this. I know I'm ready for this, but now that it's within my reach I'm like... Holy crap. I had two follicles on my left ovary that were measuring at a good size as well, so three juicy follicles for this lady! I'm not too nervous about my shot. Surprising actually. But they told me that I should go ahead and take it tomorrow night at around 10:30pm. Then, since we did opt for the IUI, my husband has an appointment on Monday at 8:30am to provide a sample and my actual IUI appointment is at 10:30am. I need to call my boss and let her know, but I hate to bother her with all this (she's on vacation). I know she needs to be aware though that come Monday morning I'm not going to be at work. I mean... it's not like I can reschedule this appointment.
AGGHHHHH!!!! I'm so excited!!!
This means in a little over two weeks I might be pregnant. I'm hoping for a miracle and that it happens on the first go, but I'm going to be as realistic as possible about all of this as well. My body is a war zone, and my 60% miscarriage rate reminds me every day that just because I might get pregnant, doesn't mean I'll stay that way. I can't tell you I'll be overly emotional about it if I DO miscarry... seeing as I'm so well prepared for the possibility of it, but at the same time I don't know. I can't say that because I might just be devastated if it happens. I don't know. All of this just got really real. And I have a ton of things to think about. Main thing though? No stress. In fact, I'm going out with my sister-in-law tonight for a few cocktails. :)
Besides...I'll know in two weeks.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
I feel like I'm on fire.
Seriously.
I have felt horrendous this past week. And I blame it all on the Clomid and other baby making hormones surging throughout my body. Last Sunday I was sitting on the couch and out of nowhere I got this huge dizzy spell. I know that's a side effect of the Clomid, but I was not prepared for the whole room to just start warping around. My husband was like, "are you okay?" I told him I was, but the feeling was just crazy. It only lasted one or two minutes and it didn't happen again, but I was kind of shocked by it. I think my initial response was "Woahhhhhh!!!!" and I told my husband I felt like I was on a bad acid trip :) (I have never done drugs and I have no idea what an acid trip feels like, but based on reactions in the movies I likened my dizzy spell to that). I finished my second round of Clomid on Monday, so I'm crossing my fingers for my ultrasound tomorrow that my follicles are ready to go! You can help out with this as well by crossing your own fingers! :)
I haven't been sleeping very well.
I blame this on the awful hot flashes I have been experiencing. I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how to regulate my body temperature at bedtime. I have tried showers before bed to stay cool, sleeping with a sheet, no covers at all, no clothes, hair up, hair down...nothing works. I burn. I feel like I'm on fire. I feel like my whole body is just dripping sweat (and it's not). These hot flashes don't just happen at night either. They happen All. Day. My coworker told me the other day, "I can always tell when you're having a hot flash because your cheeks get all rosy." Jeez.... thanks. My mom told me I should bring this up with my doctor, since he wants me to be getting a decent amount of sleep, and changing from blanket to no blanket every twenty minutes to an hour doesn't help the sleeping process. I've noticed that the hot flashes are worse while taking the Clomid, but I'm still having them now that I have finished taking it. I'm so frustrated! Can anyone tell me if the hot flashes are normal though?? My coworkers tell me they are and that it's mainly my hormones, but me, having never experienced anything like this... I have to wonder. I also had a bout of nausea on Tuesday, but I blame my antibiotic from my sonogram on that one. I didn't take it with food and ended up wanting to vomit. Two of my coworkers sat me in the back break room with my feet up and cold towels on my forehead and neck. Then one of my other coworkers sent me out to get food for myself, which actually helped a lot.
I also had my first big mood swing yesterday. My husband told me we were going to watch the fireworks (Happy Late Fourth to ya'll) like we did last year. Well we went to my mother-in-law's house before hand and his whole family was there so I assumed we were all walking up together. His sister and her family all left to go up to the river at around 9:00pm (fireworks started at 10:00pm) and my niece asked if we were coming with them. I told her that we would probably walk up a little closer to ten. So around 9:40pm we still haven't left yet, so I asked my husband what we were doing. He says, "I'm just going to stay here." Now... I don't know why I got angry... but I did. Maybe because I was led to believe that I was going to the river and then he just flipped script on me? I don't know, but I was just pissed. So I left. Just kind of walked away from the house without really saying anything to anyone. I walked to the river and watched the fireworks with my sister-in-law. I also told her I was having a mood swing when I got there, but I cheered up almost instantly. My niece and nephews have that affect on me. Especially when talking about favorite fireworks and pokemon planets. :)
Nausea. Mood Swings. And Hot Flashes.
Will all be worth it in the end.
I have felt horrendous this past week. And I blame it all on the Clomid and other baby making hormones surging throughout my body. Last Sunday I was sitting on the couch and out of nowhere I got this huge dizzy spell. I know that's a side effect of the Clomid, but I was not prepared for the whole room to just start warping around. My husband was like, "are you okay?" I told him I was, but the feeling was just crazy. It only lasted one or two minutes and it didn't happen again, but I was kind of shocked by it. I think my initial response was "Woahhhhhh!!!!" and I told my husband I felt like I was on a bad acid trip :) (I have never done drugs and I have no idea what an acid trip feels like, but based on reactions in the movies I likened my dizzy spell to that). I finished my second round of Clomid on Monday, so I'm crossing my fingers for my ultrasound tomorrow that my follicles are ready to go! You can help out with this as well by crossing your own fingers! :)
I haven't been sleeping very well.
I blame this on the awful hot flashes I have been experiencing. I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how to regulate my body temperature at bedtime. I have tried showers before bed to stay cool, sleeping with a sheet, no covers at all, no clothes, hair up, hair down...nothing works. I burn. I feel like I'm on fire. I feel like my whole body is just dripping sweat (and it's not). These hot flashes don't just happen at night either. They happen All. Day. My coworker told me the other day, "I can always tell when you're having a hot flash because your cheeks get all rosy." Jeez.... thanks. My mom told me I should bring this up with my doctor, since he wants me to be getting a decent amount of sleep, and changing from blanket to no blanket every twenty minutes to an hour doesn't help the sleeping process. I've noticed that the hot flashes are worse while taking the Clomid, but I'm still having them now that I have finished taking it. I'm so frustrated! Can anyone tell me if the hot flashes are normal though?? My coworkers tell me they are and that it's mainly my hormones, but me, having never experienced anything like this... I have to wonder. I also had a bout of nausea on Tuesday, but I blame my antibiotic from my sonogram on that one. I didn't take it with food and ended up wanting to vomit. Two of my coworkers sat me in the back break room with my feet up and cold towels on my forehead and neck. Then one of my other coworkers sent me out to get food for myself, which actually helped a lot.
I also had my first big mood swing yesterday. My husband told me we were going to watch the fireworks (Happy Late Fourth to ya'll) like we did last year. Well we went to my mother-in-law's house before hand and his whole family was there so I assumed we were all walking up together. His sister and her family all left to go up to the river at around 9:00pm (fireworks started at 10:00pm) and my niece asked if we were coming with them. I told her that we would probably walk up a little closer to ten. So around 9:40pm we still haven't left yet, so I asked my husband what we were doing. He says, "I'm just going to stay here." Now... I don't know why I got angry... but I did. Maybe because I was led to believe that I was going to the river and then he just flipped script on me? I don't know, but I was just pissed. So I left. Just kind of walked away from the house without really saying anything to anyone. I walked to the river and watched the fireworks with my sister-in-law. I also told her I was having a mood swing when I got there, but I cheered up almost instantly. My niece and nephews have that affect on me. Especially when talking about favorite fireworks and pokemon planets. :)
Nausea. Mood Swings. And Hot Flashes.
Will all be worth it in the end.
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