You know enough...

Sometimes I try to see the end from the beginning. Through the times when I want to laugh, cry or hide, I still expect to know everything. Here's to a renewed resolve to have joy in the journey and press forward with faith.

Damn Ovaries...

Sorry for the cursing but I'm mad at my ovaries. Why? Two Reasons: First, they did not kick it into high gear like I asked and so I was stuck taking stimulation meds for an extra 3 days (AKA stabbing myself with expensive drugs). Second, they didn't tell my blood pressure to cool it so I'm on two different medications for hypertension and I have an appointment with an Internal Medicine Doc to make sure nothing is seriously wrong. Boo Hiss!

On a happier note, it looks like I'm finally ready for egg retrieval and that should be happening on Thursday. 

What did you do on Mother's Day?

I had an ultrasound that told me that my ovaries are slacking and got my blood drawn for the 4th time this week. Thank goodness for a husband that makes me feel special on a day such as today!

Dear Ovaries...

Please start working like you're supposed to. I'm doing my part. It's time to step it up girls!

Follicle Stimulatingly Yours,

Katey

P.S. Can you tell Blood Pressure to chill out a bit? It's worrying the doctors.

Embarassed...

So aside from feeling like a bloated pin cushion, I'm doing well. I'm giving myself three different shots a day and taking a few pills at night. The shots aren't as bad as I was thinking. I've only had one major incident...[cue dramatic music and dim the lights]

It was early in the morning...

My husband and I were getting up to go to the temple.

I gave myself shot 1... check.

Shot 2...check.

Shot 3...check.

After shot 3, I went to put the needle into my sharps container...

Did I mention that it was 5:15am?

The needle slipped and scratched my thumb...(ouch)

I tried to grab it midair...(uh-oh)

It STABBED my thumb...(double ouch!)

Blood... (eww)

Small Scream...

Band-Aid...

Kisses and hugs from husband.

The End.