Got a call frm the Genea nurse about my blood tests. I love Nurse H. She is lovely, perky and positive.
Anyways, my levels (i really should know what "levels" are? I'm assuming it's some type of hormone but right this very moment, I have no idea, that's how in touch I am with this IVf thing) have gone from 105 to 500 which is apparently really good and means that things are growing. Yay! (Once again, not sure what these "things" are. Probably follicles but could actually be an alien life form and I'm just not aware.)
Starting Thursday I get to add another injection to my repetiore. One that involves powder, liquid, mixing and two types of needles. Can't wait! Not only will I get to enjoy the screwy Puregon pen, I'll get to play mad scientist with this new drug too!
Then on Friday, I will have another BT and start my ultrasounds. The ultrasounds are internal so it means a wand gets poked up my privates and shimmied around til they get an accurate picture of how many follicles are in each ovary. Such a pleasant experience but they make you feel useful by giving you pencil and paper, like a child in school, so you can write down sizes of follicles.
On my way now to an accupuncture consultation. (Cause I am this much in love with needles)
Am incredibly tired of going too and fro across Sydney. Getting from point A to point B takes forever, doesn't matter where you are going, next door, next suburb, edge of the world, it all seems to take forever and I'm just weary. I think tomorrow I will sit on my ass and do nothing though I would feel terribly guilty doing so when the most industrious people I know are living with me and will be busily cleaning or fixing something around me. How could I not pitch in and help!
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