Fumbling Towards Here

When Tomorrow Comes

Posted by dakota on September 15, 2008

This week had a number of themes which for various reasons have left me exhausted, headachy, happily surprised and horny.   I’m too tired to explore these tonight so for the moment I’ll just hit the headlines as it were.

Mulberry and I have successfully completed nine days of injections with the cherry on top trigger shot last night. The trigger was a bit nervous making — more for mulberry than for me since she was the one administering it.  One needle.  One shot.  One night only.  She did great.  And all in all, it all wasn’t so terrible giving myself the other shots. Having a cute cheerleader with blissfull furry friends always helps of course. Who knew?

Tonight I feel bloated and uncomfortable. For last several days, however, I have felt headachy and more aroused than a three-testicled tom cat. Even with so many things going on, I have not been able to keep my mind/hands off my lovely spouse who has been waiting for me to arrive home from work at one a.m., well past her bedtime, to help me with the injections. Is it just me or have others experienced this heightened state during this process as well? No Dakota, just you. Moving on.

Tomorrow the doctor I dislike and described in a recent post is the one who will do the retrieval. Monday is our REs day off and she will actually not be in town. In her sweet and humane manner she called me and expressed her regret that she couldn’t come in herself because she has a lecture to deliver to residents. We had been hoping for a Tuesday or Wednesday retrieval, but she fears it will be too late by then. She also noted that I will be under conscious sedation so I will basically out of it for the procedure anyway. Between my streams of tears, I heard her to mean you don’t have to deal with him anyway and he’s very good at this technical part so you are in good hands. I have decided to chant for him–for his skillful retrieval of my eggs and for both of us to tap into our highest selves tomorrow. Small steps for big dreams. I have done harder things I remind myself.

So tomorrow it’s seven follicles, two women, one doctor and twenty minutes with no commercial interruptions. I’m slightly nervous but eager to get this part over and hoping for good results. It is again one a.m (my bewitching hour) and poor mulberry is again up waiting because she fears if she goes to bed without me, I’ll just stay in the living room and be up half the night.  She’s right.   I’m signing off.

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7 Responses to “When Tomorrow Comes”

  1. Lizzie said

    So sorry it is not the doc you like. But at this point in the process, you need his skill, not his support. I will be holding him in the light all morning, as well as you and Mulberry (of course). LOVE!

  2. bleu said

    I just woke up and today is your retrieval. I am sending lots of love your way!!!

  3. Melody said

    Wow! Seems like this cycle is going so fast! Good luck this morning.

  4. Good luck! (shhh– I had a bunch of horndog moments during the shots and the pregnancy…)

  5. Eva said

    Oooh! Good luck!

  6. Olive said

    I hope it went well! That’s so nice of your doctor to call and tell you she couldn’t be there. I’m glad you could be partially sedated so you didn’t have much interaction with the jerky doc.

    I’m hoping like crazy for you guys!

  7. bleu said

    OK NO POSTS?? Are you OK??? How was it??????

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