I seem to have stumped Dr. KnockedMeUpLastTime with a question while in for my suppression check today.
Lining looked good.
Ovaries were in attendance, and quiet. Go Lupr*n!!
B/P was high but OK.
So for fun, I just had to ask about the fact that I have leaked breast milk for almost the last year, and I didn't breast feed. Apparently that is NOT a good thing. Who knew??
Off I went to the lab for my second poke of the day. Prolactin level and TSH panel.
Injections class... I could teach it by now. No really I could.
Business office to pay for the last failure, I mean cycle, and out the door.
All in under an hour and 15 minutes. That my dear friends is a flipping record, or a sign of the shitty economy, however you want to look at it. Normally the Thursday monitoring day is a train wreck because there are just so many people there. This is the first day of the new cycle series though, so there were no over lapping appointments, we were all starting new cycles.
It still never ceases to amaze me at how deathly quiet that waiting room is though. It is as if Infertility is contagious, and if you even acknowledge you're be there because of IF, you will catch the DX of everyone else in the room. It saddens me because we are each others best form of support. We are there, and know what the others are going through to some extent. Yet most sit there and act like the other couples are lepers. I am glad I had the second appointment so that I didn't have to watch the sweating start.
No word on my blood work this evening though, and I am to start the F*llistim @ 200 units. I need to make some phone calls in the AM though as WeSuck sent me a letter saying that they are not approving my new cycle before they know what went wrong with the last one.
Do you think I should send them the picture of the negative test??
Separation Devistation, Middle of Nowhere, Colorado, United States
I am Erica (Rebel) soon to be ex-wife to Keith. I am mom to an amazing little girl named Lauryn (Turtle), and a sweet son named Cody. Keith and I were married for 20 years. After 14 & 1/2 years of trying our 2nd attmept at IVF/ICSI was succesful, and gave us our Lauryn. After living what I though was the life I wanted all along, my world came crashing down December 29th of 2012. I am now separated from Keith, he has custody of Lauryn, and I am alone and trying to find my way back to myself.