I haven't posted in a while because things have been kind of crazy in these parts. Between doctor appointments, work, and getting to hang out with my sister-in-law and nephew , Nicole and Finn, as well as Nicole's mom Kelly, I feel like my life the past 2 weeks has been a blur. So, in case you hadn't figured it out in prior posts and social media, Nicole is my egg donor! Yay! Scott and I were so completely thankful and at a loss for words that she volunteered to to this for us (more on that in another post).
Nicole and Co. came to town Wednesday afternoon. Thursday morning we both had to be at the doctor at 7:00. This was a little difficult as I am NOT a morning person, but I would be there with bells on at 3 a.m. if need be. We got some baseline blood work done and we both got ultrasounds. My lining looked nice and appropriately thick. Nicole had lots of little follicles developing. It was a good start to the week. Our instructions were for me to keep taking my estrogen pills and delestrogen (estrogen) injections as prescribed. Poor Nicole, who is not a fan of all things needles, began her drug protocol. This consisted of 2 different injections in the morning and one different injection in the afternoon/early evening.
We had to go back Monday morning and pretty much every other day until Friday. Friday morning everything looked good on my part. Nicole was told she had "several dominant" follicles. My delestrogen dose was increased. We were hoping and praying that she would have the retrieval done Saturday morning, so that they could go home Sunday. They said Sunday it could happen, but more than likely it would be Monday. Well, we got a phone call Friday afternoon saying that Nicole's blood work showed she was ready to get her trigger shots that night, for her retrieval on SUNDAY! I had to ask the nurse a couple times, "you said Sunday, right?!". I thought I was hearing things.
That meant poor Nicole was done being a pin cushion after her two trigger shots that evening. Scott and I had made plans a few weeksor so prior to go up to North Olmsted for a fight night with some friends of mine. I had to frantically find someone who would be able to come to the house to give Nicole her injections. Thankfully, Julie (my sister) was able to come play nurse.
Sunday morning I took Nicole to the fertility clinic. We were taken into the little surgical suite they have onsite. I was walked into the waiting room and that was the last time I would see her or talk to her until the procedure was over. Luckily, the waiting room was right next to the surgical suite so I could hear everything...until they shut the door. Nicole was a trooper!
I will tell you how well everything went in my next post.