Inconceivable

We got our schedule! C is for calendar. If all goes well, we will begin stims on September 14th, and egg retrieval #2 could be as soon as September 23rd! What does this mean for Vegas? Well, I can still drink, I just need to choose less sugary/carby options, which I can do...I did it last year when I went with my Mom. 🤞 All goes as planned and we can get this show on the road!  

We've had quite a few appointments since I updated last. L is for late. Story of my life lately. I will catch everyone up soon. The latest update is we should be doing a second egg retrieval at the end of September. I'm Late Anyway wall clock...Get it Here   (This post includes affiliate links for which I may receive a small commission at no extra cost to you should you make a purchase.)

How did we get here. H is for Hell. The period from Hell.  AF has shown her face, and boy is she pissed. Cramps, back pain, PMS like you wouldn't believe. Poor Chad... I want to curl up in bed with the heating pad and the cat, but I have orders to fill. Ugh. At least this gets us one step closer to - well, whatever our next step is. We go in on the 18th to find out. Wish us luck, we need it.  

Beta day. Baffled. Buying 4 bottles of wine.  At 10 am I had my blood drawn to check my beta hCG level, as well as estradiol (estrogen) and progesterone. Around 1 pm, while at the grocery store, I logged in to my patient portal to check for results. There they were, staring back at me. <0.100 Negative. Again. I expected it, thanks to the home test I took when I woke up this morning...but it still hurts to have it confirmed. I headed to the snack aisle and stocked up on some sour patch kids and chips and queso. My phone rang....

T is for Transfer. Embryo Transfer Day.  One of the scariest, most nerve wracking days of this whole process. But with Valium, to relax the uterus. Okay, and maybe me, but just a little.  Arrival time, 1:45 pm. Go time, 2:30 pm. We planned for traffic and a possible bridge lift...of course there were neither. We pulled into the parking lot at about 12:50 pm. Oops. Oh well, now we can be fidgety in front of the receptionist instead of at home.  A full bladder is necessary, I am expected to drink 32 oz of clear liquids in the hour leading up...