I just came back from my fifth monitoring appointment and another hole in my arm as a battle wound. To top things off, there were two car accidents on the freeway which made me both late for my appointment and late for work.
But, there is a bright side to this dark picture...My follies are almost there. I have 5 follies on my right ranging from 17 to 14.5 and 5 follies on my left ranging from 14.5 to 9. Dr. P is hoping that my follies on the right catch up a bit before the retrieval which is tentatively scheduled for Sunday, but doesn't want to risk losing the ones on my right. So, I go in again tomorrow for what is hopefully my last monitoring appointment.
Saturday is Doc's birthday and I mentioned in a post way back when that his family had planned a ski trip to Tahoe to celebrate his birthday and my MIL's birthday. Unfortunately, this was before we had started IVF and we knew when we signed up for this cycle that there would be a very good chance that we would not be able to make it on the trip. Nevertheless, we decided to go for it and now here we are.
We've been secretly making plans as to what our excuse will be for our very apparent absence. We're both thinking: Food Poisoning from an early birthday dinner celebration. That's our story and we're sticking to it. I know it'll seem suspicious, but there's no way in hell that we're telling his family the truth. His parents are not very tactful and I don't feel like fielding their questions (which I'm sure they'd have more than their fair share). And my SIL's sister, whom she shares everything with, happens to be the town gossip, so we need not have our dirty laundry aired for all to know.
I guess it's all downhill from here, right? Wish me luck!
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