Egg retrieval #3, attempt #5-7, what was different? Why was this one successful, both in our highest quantity of embryos and in a twin pregnancy? It was supposed to be the first of 3-5 embryo banking cycles - all with genetic testing, gearing up for back to back frozen transfers until one worked. It ended… Continue reading What was different?
Hello and welcome to the first blog of the rest of your life! It's Wednesday and this waiting is killing me! I'm not wishing away time, by any means, but goodness, it's not a pleasant wait. It's hard not to "symptom spot" as my friend called it, but I'm avoiding it as much as I… Continue reading Excursions and Embryos
If I've been around your children for any significant portion of time, I assume you've heard me singing "I love eggs, from my head down to my legs...." This commercial apparently resonated with me a bit too much because it's constantly stuck in my head. I thought it was something everyone knew, but I've gotten more… Continue reading I ❤ Eggs
I was trying to decide where we were going to eat last night and I came across the word lamb which reminded me of my severe disdain for silent letters. They're pointless and just make the English language harder for people. I also don't like slurs, but that's no surprise to anyone who knows me.… Continue reading Silent letters, slurs, uncertainty, and other things I dislike!
This should just be called: Where were you when you learned about Crystal Meth? I had just tuned 10 (young for my grade) and was SUPER into 90s alternative, thanks to my older brother (and my impeccable musical taste). I had a knack (or an obsessive hobby) for memorizing lyrics of songs and always enjoyed… Continue reading I believe in the sand beneath my toes…
I ran out of needles last night for my Lupron. I should have known earlier, but I did the thing that Justin loves where I forget six things and remember them incrementally as I arrive home from the previous errand. It only happens when I'm on these damn drugs, so I think he does think… Continue reading Buying Needles Over the Counter (and other things that piss me off while on an excessive amount of hormones)
Ah, another birthday approaches and passes, reminding me another year has passed in our pursuit of a child. Birthdays are hard, now. Not because I care about mortality, necessarily, but because with every year, I see my eggs getting scarcer and scarcer. With a "diminished ovarian reserve" and no children, a birthday is a constant… Continue reading 31 and the pain