Unpopular Opinion

I'm kinda over acupuncture. I mean, it's not like I dread it, but I no longer look forward to going. Considering I have only gone five times, I thought I would be loving it. I had my best response this cycle, so I will continue going if this IUI didn't work. Maybe it's because I feel like acupuncture is yet another thing on a long list of what I have to do in this whole process?

p.s. Needles in the bottom of your foot? They effin hurt.

Cheater, cheater part 2?

I scheduled a phone consult with a new RE. Sometimes I feel like I am doctor jumping, but then I remind myself how important this is and that I should not settle. It felt a little less like cheating this time.

I could share all the reasons we decided to switch RE's, but I won't bore you with the long list. I'll give just one instead. We know IVF is around our corner if this cycle is a bust. Our RE has three offices in different cities, and ours is not his "home base". There is no way I would feel comfortable doing ivf there. While in the office last week I listened to a conversation between the embryologist & nurse. The embryologist was asking the nurse what day all the transfers would be on that week. To hell with what is best for the patient, I guess it all depends on the doctor's schedule!?

I emailed this new RE with multiple questions and he replied back within less than 24 hours! Hell, I can't even get the nurses at my office to call me back and I am an actual paying patient! Also, I will be seeing the doctor for all of my monitoring appointments. This is crazy to me, since I have only seen my current RE once. He also comes highly recommended and I have yet to find any bad reviews, despite much google searching & blog findings of his patients. The 3 hour drive will be worth it for my health (& sanity)!

Of course, I am hoping I can cancel this appointment in the next couple weeks.

I decided to do it in the butt.

The trigger shot, people! (I apologize to anyone that came here via a google search expecting to find something more exciting. You probably want to head on back to your other results.)

This was actually the first cycle I had to give myself an IM shot. With the old RE it was ovidrel in the stomach. Last cycle the nurse did my shot. So, this was a first for us. I had the choice to inject it myself in the thigh, or have someone else give it to me in the butt. After discussing it with some other girls, I decided I should go the butt route. I was a little worried for my husband to do it, seeing as he almost passes out when I have medical procedures done. (Need a refresher, or a laugh at his expense? I just realized I never told another one of his "almost passing out" stories. Oh well, back to the original reason for this post.)

I'm happy to report he didn't pass out.

And I didn't feel a thing. Wonder how many people can say that about their first time in the butt with their husband? He got a kiss & high five after.

p.s. get your mind out of the gutter!

What gave it away?

I have to start out by saying, my RE's office does not share a space with any other businesses. If you are in the building, you are there for obvious reasons, at least, one would think.  However, not all people think.

I was getting my blood drawn Monday morning and making small talk with the tech. A lab group comes into the office to draw blood, so the girls do not actually work for the RE. Three different girls seem to rotate at the clinic. This particular one started talking to me about how she signed up to be an egg donor. I told her how awesome I thought that was, she shared with me how much she would get paid, and then injections came up. I told her they weren't bad and you actually get used to them. I added that I have enough bruises on my stomach to play connect the dots, but it is still pretty painless. She then asked me, "Are you trying to get pregnant?"

Here we go, again.

So, I was beyond annoyed on Friday night. I had called the RE's office first thing Friday morning to let them know I needed to schedule a baseline, I had other questions about the upcoming cycle, including that I needed to order my meds. No call back. Saturday afternoon, on the way to a family gathering, I get a phone call. Sure enough, it was a nurse from the RE. Apparently she didn't call me back right away because she was trying to get my protocol tweaked a little by the RE.
We ended up detouring to the office for my baseline right then. (Which made us even more late for the family gathering. As in, over an hour late. We casually shrugged it off & dodged reasoning.) I started menopur last night. We have been discussing things, and this is likely to be my last IUI. We are strongly considering a move to an RE about 3 hours away, along with IVF.

In with the new

After much discussion, I made an acupuncture appointment. I have been talking about it for months. Oh shit, it's actually been more like a year. Anyways, I finally went. I was a little nervous for the unknown, but I enjoyed it. I will go more once I start a new treatment cycle.

Another thing I have been talking about doing for well over a year is learning how to sew! I finally got my loaned sewing machine out of the cabinet and said to hell with taking a class. I have been attempting to sew for the last week or so. So, if you have any easy sewing tutorials or websites you like, send them my way. I have only had a couple nights full of cussing with the machine.

I'm still here.

I know I've been extra quiet. I'm struggling lately. I hope to be back to regularly scheduled programming soon.