Last Gonal-f injection – tick
Triggering (Pregnyl) injection – tick
Fasting from midnight tonight – under control, I’ll be asleep
FYI – Pregnyl apparently completes the maturation of the eggs, and if the weird feelings I have been experiencing in my belly today are anything to go by, it’s doing its job. “Weird feelings” kinda just feel like trapped wind, but it’s in the general vicinity, so I presume it’s my ovaries warming up.
I’ve had an ear-to-ear grin all day. Work colleagues very concerned – “I hope everything’s ok”, “Hope it goes well” + worried looks and so they are probably wondering why I am so chirpy about the prospect of going into hospital.
I am glad this process is over though (remember the mantra – pregnant first time). It’s taxing in ways that are hard to explain, difficult to pinpoint.
Some are easy to to work out – the physically taxing:
- The drive to the clinic is 45 minutes to an hour on a good day, nearly an hour and a half on a bad day. Yesterday I went twice – four hours in the car.
- The injections – have I done it right? Have I missed one (despite having the alarm set on my phone)? There were a few days when I almost forgot whether I had done it at all.
- The side effects, though minor, have left me feeling not great. Not completely awful, just not in fabulous, tip-top condition.
- The worry about the expense of it all – not so much the expense, but the expense if it didn’t work. What then? $10,000-odd for nothing?
- The secrecy at work – I’ve only been there 9 months, lost my job when the last financial kerfuffle hit, and really cannot, CANNOT, lose this one. Especially now.
- The breathless anticipation, mixed with a tinge of what-if-it-doesn’t-work.
- The injections again – on the plus side, you feel like you are doing something positive, taking action to achieve your dreams, but all that excitement is physically and emotionally exhausting!