Monday, June 9, 2008
Turn on the Tractor
Why are these barrels of hay illegal?
Wait for it...
Wait for it...
Because the cows don't get a "square" meal each day.
Hardy, har...there's a lame southern joke for ya. Every time we drive by a field (and there are lots in these parts) and Mook says, "Those farmers are going to get arrested." I am either right there to catch the joke, or I get worried and ask "Why?!" and then he just gives me that, "Helllloooo, blondie" look.
I'm not planning on producing any illegal barrels of hay, but I am hoping to produce a good crop of eggs. Just got the phone call that I am to trigger tonight at 8:30pm, so that puts my retrieval at 8:30am on Wednesday morning.
Dude. It's time.
I was sort of hoping to push stims one more day, 'cause wouldn't ya know that my E2 levels today are only a few numbers shy of my 3rd blood draw last time, but my progesterone level is creeping up, so it's time. So I will take all of the positive words of encouragement you all have offered, and hope the universe is giving us one big do-over.
I don't want to get all sappy, but I'm nervous as all-get-out (another southern favorite). I feel safe in this place I am right now, and I'm nervous to leave this protected mental state. In just a few days, I'll enter the dreaded 2ww and be in a constant state of wonder (notice I didn't say worry). I value each and every lesson I have learned through dealing with infertility--I just feel like I'm ready to 1) take the test; 2) pass; and 3) graduate. Please. Oh please...
Mook and I both appreciate every single word of prayer, encouragement, hope, love...etc. To be able to picture this big cosmic force of love hovering over us is what keeps us going-truly. So at 8:30am on June 11th, will you send a little bit of cosmic love our way?
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