I don’t want to get into the details just yet because if I learned one thing from IVF #1 it was DON’T COUNT YOUR CHICKS BEFORE THEY HATCH <<-click the link to see an awesome pic by Livenerddierepeat.,.. I can’t be a dick and pull it into my blog.
We have days to go to see what happens. DAYS! I don’t know if they have the vavavoom needed to divide but I sure hope they do! Tango little cells… tango the night away. I feel like I don’t want to sit in one space and not be active in case they feel me doing that across London and in turn become inactive and lazy… yes, I am a loon.
I have been praying so hard that I think a part of the prayer mat is indented on my forehead. I’m in constant conversations with God. At this point it’s all I can do.
I am on edge. I really hate this part of IVF.
Most of all I really don’t want to hear from the clinic. No news is good news in this case. Please don’t let me hear from them again.
Thanks all for supporting while I’m going through shades of crazy on this end.
Ps On a positive note progesterone injection didn’t give me cramps like the Cyclogest pessaries did. Just a sore butt. Oh the joys of IVF!