Today’s drive to Montreal was pretty calm. I did pull over at one point to give myself orgalutran. Good times!
I picked up my suprefact from the pharmacy. Well, I picked it up from the building next to the pharmacy since the pharmacy is closed today. It looks complicated. This will be the first time that I inject myself with something that isn’t pre-filled. I have a degree in chemistry so this really shouldn’t be too hard. Of course, after that first orgalutran debacle, I know this will be another gong show. Adventures in procreation!
Quick aside. My clinic has stickers of sperm all over the floor. To find your way around, you’re just supposed to follow the sperm. Seriously. Men are leaving samples like crazy. That room needs a lumalight to check the walls. They aren’t even cleaning it in between deposits.
So I just finished my ultrasound. The technician has an amazing shoe game. My right side is packed. Lefty is lazy. I have about 18 follicles growing above 10mm. A bunch still hovering around 10mm. I feel like I should to do acupuncture or something to stimulate my left ovary. Poor thing. So they have decided that my ER will be on Tuesday morning bright and early. I trigger with suprefact tonight at 10PM. I’m currently waiting for my E2 level to know if I will need dostinex or not. I’m not sure what dostinex does, but I may need it.
The nurse, we will call her Silver Converse, said I’m still at risk for OHSS. The dostinex is to help reduce the risk of that. I really like her. She has been amazing so far and is definitely the most competent nurse in this place. Her advice was that if I notice ANY signs of OHSS, go to the hospital. Now, the hospital where I live isn’t winning awards for its competency. I say this because I was once having a serious asthma attack and they recommended I go to a walk in clinic without even checking my lung capacity.
I was hoping to do my ER on Wednesday but my follicles aren’t waiting for anybody. I have meetings at work, but that place is about to screw me so why should I care about being absent? I come first. That said, I’m going to get a note to explain my absence from work.
I’m really uncomfortable. My midsection feels like it weighs a tonne. I’m ready for this to be over, but I know my journey is just beginning.
END OF DAY UPDATE: What is up with these thick needles? I got myself geared up just before 10 to trigger with suprefact. I got the drug in the syringe and was ready to go. It was actually the easiest part of the whole process. I cleaned the area where I would do the injection. Then I tried to shove it in and failed. So I decided to ice the area a bit to help it along. Here goes round 2. I pinched the area and tried to push the damn thing in. HARDER! This was just sad. I did finally get it in, though. It was quite the adventure to slowly inject 1mL of suprefact into me. It felt like it would never end. The site stung for about 10 minutes afterwards. I’m really glad that I picked up the meds before going to the clinic. The instructions from the pharmacy were wrong and had me taking 1/10 of the actual dose. EEP! I will definitely follow up with them. That is NOT an acceptable mistake. Anyhoo, now I wait for ER.
Oh. I gave myself 50IU of gonal-f when I got home. Don’t judge me.
I realized that the clinic didn’t expect me to respond so quickly. If I have to do this again, I will definitely do my monitoring at the clinic so they can do bloods if necessary. It’s funny because my ultrasound *should* have been on Monday, but because it is a holiday, they made me do it after only 4 days of stimming. Nobody expected this. I like to keep them on their toes.
Did I mention the doctor doing my ER had a mishap when she did a C-section? Ya. I’m NOT happy about that. I won’t tell Nanuq because he would worry. He’s a little protective of me.