When I sit down to write a blog, I will usually open up iTunes and end up buying a song or two to listen to while blogging. Blogging is getting to be an expensive hobby ;)
We got a call from the Chatt clinic Friday. My Estrodiol level was sky high and my lining was thicker then they wanted; this was all expected because my body has not recovered from the hellish IVF cycle we underwent 2 months ago. My body is still in chaos from two months ago... I'm taking solace in this info because I honestly have not felt like myself since we did the IVF cycle in Oct/Nov. It's not my fault. I'm not going crazy. It's the damn drugs. On the other hand, this makes me wonder what long term impact all of this has?! Yikes.
Although all signs pointed to my lining thinning down properly (I was having some seriously unpleasant heavy bleeding), the Chatt clinic suggested we come to them for an ultrasound Sunday just to be sure. This would mean postponing the Estrace meds and the entire cycle by a few days.
Because I work with MD's, I know they don't like to assume. They'd rather order every possible diagnostic test to see evidence first hand and make an educated diagnosis/treatment plan. A lot of the time this is necessary, but sometimes it's overkill. We used to jump through every hoop they put in front of us, but we have both lost some of the zealous unquestioning spirit. C questioned the ultrasound and when they said it was not necessary, but would be helpful, we opted out. The clinic was accepting of this option. Driving to Chatt means 3 hours on the road and the ultrasounds run about $300 a pop. (Our insurance isn't supposed to pay for the ultrasounds. Lately they have been, but you never know. That's another story...) As C said, in reference to this entire IF game, 'none of the professionals have gotten it right yet so I might as well take a stab at it.' I'm going to start calling C Doc.
I feel like such a rebel!! I feel we made the right decision. I have another ultrasound on Thursday, so we'll see how my stubborn lining has progressed then. I really didn't want to delay the transfer, because I left my work schedule open so I could relax for a few days post transfer.
On a different note, I went to Painting With a Twist on Saturday with some co-workers. One of the supervisors I work with has a girls night out occasionally. I wanted to bring a friend with me because I only knew 2 of the people going and typically I'm uncomfortable in groups of unknown people (there were about 15 people). The 3 friends I asked weren't able to make it (one cancelled last minute because of a puking kid. Those darn kids ;) !), but I decided I'd do something that made me uncomfortable and just go! I'm glad I did! There is an artist who talks you through a painting step by step. You also get to bring your own wine/drinks/food along and they play music. What's better then wine, music, and painting with friends?! It ended up being a lot of fun. The lady I ended up talking to the most happens to be one of C's co-workers and she's a fellow Wisco girl. Small world... Below is my masterpiece that I created! Painting With a Twist's are scattered all over the South, so if you're a Southern Belle or an Imposter Southern Belle, like myself, I'd check it out if there is one near you!
Now to take on a week full of work, pills, shots and an ultrasound...
Best of luck to all you ladies going through cycles right now and congrats to the many pregnant ladies out there!!! A lot of people I have been following are pregnant...I hope I'm next!!!