After giving myself my ganirelix shot this morning I found my positive attitude to be weaning. This was after I had bloodwork.
It was the moment of thinking "this one hurts... I don't want to keep injecting drugs into my body... my ovaries are sore...I hate having someone else open my classroom...etc..." I was glad that I was checking out before the receptionist had arrived. I could feel my smile fading and the injection had given me a reminder to not wear a belt after today.
I have forgotten that ivf is a marathon not a race. Infertility is not for the weak.
