Today was my appointment for my ultrasound to timeline my last IUI. I've been very grateful that my darling husband has come along for these journeys. There's no one I would want there more to hold my skirt and chonies during the appointment.
Apparently, this cycle (which is a lot like the last) will be a long cycle. Which means my follicles aren't as big as they "should" be by day 14. Which means these longer cycles seem to be a new trend. Which means I will be heading back on Thursday for another ultrasound for the timeline. I blame the super moon.
Actually, I will be back in the doctor's office on Wednesday. I am signed up for a class to learn about how to inject myself with medication for the following cycle. If this cycle is not successful, this is where we all cross our fingers and say a prayer that it does, then I move on to injections plus IUI. My doctor nicknamed this process an "IVF test run." As in, shots everyday, in and out of the doctor's office often, and more hassle than I'm used to.
As for my Wednesday appointment, the LVN stated to me that instead of late August, (smack in the middle of teacher prep week,) she can get me in this week for the class. She then stated "we have an opening because on of the girls called to say she is pregnant." My response? "That is one lucky bitch... and so am I, I'll take it."
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