Well it's been about 3 months since I've written on my blog. Unfortunately it has not been due to a whirlwind of excitement and baby bliss. To tell ya the truth, I'm just now feeling up to writing about this insanity of an experience. No one could have prepared me for the emotional impact IVF was going to have on my life.
Let's see...where should I begin? Day 1 of IVF was not quite what I had anticipated. The hubs and I go in for a routine ultra sound before I can begin taking those fun-filled injections. We look on the ultrasound and what do we see? Something out of a 1950's horror movie. It was the Blob! SCREEEEEAAAAM! In medical terms, a cyst. I couldn't believe it. I was in shock! I've never had anything like this pop up at my countless doctor visits. I could begin to feel the disappointment set in. That feeling I'm well too familiar with. It's so typical for something like this to happen. It's taken so much time and courage to take this leap and here we are, another road block. The doc says two words to us...CYST-ASPIRATION. What the hell is that? That definitely does not sound pleasant. Well I would soon find out the following morning. As we are waiting in the waiting room, the nurse gives me a valium to help with my nerves. We wait 20 min for the magical pill to kick in and nothing. I could still feel my stomach in my throat. My dear hubby asks the nurse if I could have another pill and they so kindly obliged. Another 20 min passes and I could feel my nerves slightly subsiding. I was finally just ready to do it and get this all behind me. Before I knew it, that gnarley lil cyst was sucked on out. It wasn't exactly a walk in the park but I was proud I endured and conquered. We were also pleased to see the fluid from the cyst was clear & did not look cancerous. The cherry on top, we received the green light to begin those fabulous injections. I never thought I would be so excited to be given shots! Another hurdle jumped and one step closer....let the games begin!!!!
My goodness! So left fieldish. So sorry you had to add that to your plate. It is a huge emotionally charged time. I really had to mentally fight myself to stay in control. It is almost too much to process. Add in work, house, etc. Gosh, so overwhelming. I remember sitting at work thinking, I just need to go home!!! And nothing particularly stressful was happening there, it was all just TOO MUCH. (((()))). I sure hope you have much better news on the horizon. You can do it!!
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