Go Day!

I'm very excited to report that at my visit this morning, my doctor had me take home my HCG trigger shot. I am to administer this myself, at 11 pm tonight. My egg retrieval surgery is a go for Wednesday, so I have to administer the shot in relation to my surgery time. Yesterday, my doctor counted 8 follicles that are large enough, even though I have a total of 15. Happy to learn today that one has "caught up" so I now have 9. I'm hopeful that another one or two may continue to grow over the next two days.

I don't know if I will be functioning tonight at 11 pm. I had been planning to go to bed early and set my alarm, but I didn't get home from my Mom's transfusion until after 8pm. When I started my daily injections 14 days ago, I thought administering the shots would be the toughest part. Instead, its all of the early morning appointments. Since Friday, I've been monitored daily and the latest appointment I could get on both Saturday and Sunday was 8:30 am. The weekends are when I usually catch up on my sleep. Add to that all of the 6:40 am appointments before work and you have one very tired Megan.

L-R: Me, Delia, Renee, Kay and Patty.

We had my friend Christian's wedding in San Diego on Saturday night. Originally, we were planning to spend the night, but with an 8:30 am appointment, there really wasn't a point. Another late night, but it was completely worth it. First, a beautiful, intimate ceremony at the First Presbyterian Church of San Diego. That was followed by a reception with a stunning sunset view of San Diego across the bay at the Bali Hai on Shelter Island. It's always so great to see my running friends, and I had a great time catching up with them and bringing them up to speed on this process. 

I have been giving myself injections at 7:30 pm, and this night was no exception. We had to make sure my follistim stayed cool by keeping it on ice in a cooler until I was ready to take it. Just before 8 pm, I went into the bathroom to mix up the menopur and get the other two syringes ready. I thought I would duck into a stall, but there was a line, and only two stalls. Also, I needed the counter space, so I spread everything out. I went to work mixing and prepping, feeling a bit embarrassed and awkward. I mean, if I saw someone doing this prior to my experience I would wonder. I'm also cognizant of the fact needles do freak people out and I had three of them. Since I was avoiding eye contact, I didn't notice the beautiful pregnant girl until she asked me "Are you doing IVF?" She knew the routine. I was so excited to learn that not only was she pregnant from IVF, she did a fresh transfer, and it worked the very first time! 




Between us, we've ran almost 100 marathons!

Hearing her success was certainly encouraging, if not a good omen. So was this photo, of Delia and I, which we jokingly said shows good baby energy being beamed directly to my tummy: 

We have decided to do a fresh transfer, and this will take place on Saturday  the 7th or Monday the 9th. Because I have to take additional time off for my required 3 days of bed rest following the transfer, I had to miss Mom's doctor's appointment today. She was supposed to have chemo., but she wasn't well enough to. Her white blood cell count was too low, she had low magnesium and was anemic. Instead of chemo, she had a blood transfusion and magnesium administered slowly over the course of 4 hours. She was going to be there there until after 7pm. Right after work I came home, put my trigger shot in the refrigerator, grabbed my baby name books and went to KFC, her request, and straight to the hospital. We sat together for a few hours, and I read one entire baby name book, putting stars next to the ones we liked. I will save the rest of my thoughts on today for a different blog post. 

I also have to miss her chemo appointment for her spinal fluid on Wednesday because that's the day of my surgery. But she won't miss mine. She told me tonight that she wants to go, and wait for me, even though it's early for her and the pain medication she is now on is making her nauseas. She has always been self-sacrificing, and now is no exception.

I was really looking forward to spending my 3 days of bed rest crocheting and watching Downton Abby with her...but, if the transfer happens on Monday the 9th I won't be able to. She has appointments at Stanford University Medical on the 11th and 12th. Nathan will need to drive her, and they will have to leave on the 10th because it's 8 hours away, 10 with traffic. I am so fortunate and blessed to have him to depend on. Originally, I was going to set the Stanford appointments for when I was on summer break, but it was Nathan who said get her the first available and I will take her if needed. He has also begun talk of having Mom and Dad move in with us mid-August when their lease is up. How many new husbands want their in-laws visiting, much less staying?  If he were they type of guy who would be okay with that arrangement, I would consider myself lucky. But instead of reluctantly agreeing, he is the one suggesting and initiating that. In that regard, he is a lot like my Mom. And that's how I want to be when I'm a Mom.

I don't know what I would do without him.