You can read part 1 here and read part 2 here.
Yesterday I had my baseline ultrasound. I was pretty nervous so I had my mom take me (and she very kindly got up early to do so). I also had a blood draw. If they had told me this was going to happen, I had entirely forgotten, but that's okay as I'm not really afraid of needles. The person who took my blood draw was kind and jovial, especially for it being so early in the morning for such a thing.
Then came the ultrasound. I was nervous as my previous one had hurt a fair bit and I had even bled. This time though, I had taken some ibuprofen beforehand and I asked if I could listen to something during the ultrasound. It was surprisingly easier than my previous one. This was in part because of a smaller probe (why do we use larger ones if we can use smaller ones???), but I also think taking the pain meds and listening to The Real Housewives of Potomac (my current reality show binge) helped some. The sonographer seemed to judge me a bit for choosing to watch (or really just listen to) reality TV saying something along the lines of "You and your reality TV," but I didn't really care. I was nervous and wanted a distraction.
The ultrasound was shockingly quick. The sonographer warned me that future ones wouldn't be so quick as they'll have to measure follicles. She also told me that I had a lot of eggs, which I took as a good sign (however, there is certainly a concern for ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome which also makes me nervous). I was out the door just a few minutes after my initial appointment was scheduled (to be fair I had arrived early because of who I am as a person).
I then took my mom to get donuts as a treat for both her for getting up early and driving me and for me for getting through the appointment (although it had proved to be far less taxing than I had feared). The donuts were also a quick in and out (though getting there took longer than we expected).
It was a bit weird to work afterwards, but it wasn't too bad. I had to wait only a few hours for my results and I got the go ahead that I was good to go! I excited wrote a few questions to the nurse (including where to find videos about injections again because I had 100% forgotten how to do them, what I should and shouldn't eat or drink during this process, and if I could always have the smaller probe) and updated some friends and family about getting the okay to start injectables this Saturday. I also later asked my mom if I could stay over so I could be at the house when I started my injections. While I do feel at home in my current apartment, I feel safer having my mom around.
I don't know how I'll handle injecting myself twice daily, but I hope well. At the moment, I feel surprisingly calm about it, but perhaps that's because I've compartmentalized to be like "that's tomorrow Holly's problem." I also have some other stuff going on in my life right now that is very big (including the exciting arrival of my newest nephews which, while incredibly delightful, included some serious scares) which might be taking up some of my mental space.
I plan to keep updating you all as things continue, but wanted to give this update about how I am about to start injectables! I am excited to continue this journey, even if it isn't how I pictured my life going. I'm sure future Holly is going to thank me for going through all of this.
If you have the time and energy, please keep me in your thoughts and/or prayers as I go through all of it, and see this post about ways to support me through it if you're wondering what I may need/want during this time.
(Prompt by me)
"Pregnancy/Baby Bump" by Alabama Extension
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