T Minus 14 Hours

The past few days have been non-stop.  Basically since Wednesday (when I started Estrace) I have been EXHAUSTED.  Like I can’t keep my eyes open.  I have also had a mild to moderate headache  most of the time and for some reason everything smells like pee.   (I was convinced my dog was having accidents everywhere in my house but then I went to the garage where she never goes and I thought that smelled like pee too!  My step son and husband both said I was crazy!)  ANYWAY….I was so happy to get home on Friday just to lay down.  Yesterday was my step son’s last soccer game followed by his soccer team party.  When you are tired and your head is pounding its really hard to be around 10 little boys and their siblings running around screaming for 2 hours.  It was brutal.  One of the other mom’s has a 1 month old baby, so I pretty much held her the whole time and tried to focus on her fabulous baby smell, and not all the screaming.  Thankfully when I got home I was able to take a nap because we had to go out to a friend’s birthday party on Saturday night.  We had the babysitter come a little early so we could actually spend some time out together before stopping by the party.  While I love our friends throwing the party, they are what you might call “party animals” and the hubs and I were not in the mood to go hard.  We stopped in for one drink before making our exit.  I was actually asleep by 10pm, and still woke up at 8 exhausted. 

Today began with a postive OPK.  I was super nervous that the line wasn’t dark enough and I somehow messed it up, but I figured better safe than sorry so I called in and told them it was positive.  Saturday when I tested there was a light line and today was much darker so I figured we were going in the right direction.  When I called in the only time I could come in was 11.  I was really looking forward to church this week but 11 is smack dab in the middle.  The hubs and I drove seperately to chuch and I left early to my appointment.  I was doing my best to stay calm but suddenly this has all become very real.

The good news is that I did not mess up reading my OPK and I have two follicles, one on each side.  The left side is sporting a 21mm, and the right a 24mm.  My lining was also 9mm, which the doctor said was good.  The nurse gave me my trigger shot, and I’ll be back in the stirrups at 10:30 tomorrow morning for my IUI.  I really need to get some good socks for this.  My pedi is trashed, and its cold in that room! 

On a side note I would like to give a shout out to my amazing co-workers who have been amazing at covering for me.  It’s really difficult to plan my work schedule around all this stuff, and a few of these awesome people have stepped up at the last minute and I cannot imagine the stress I would feel without them. 

I need lots and lots and lots of prayers pretty please!  And while you’re at it if you could also pray that I stop smelling pee smell all the time that would be awesome.

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Holy Pitstains Batgirl

I have never been a “sweaty” person, even during those hormone amped teenage years. Actually quite the opposite. I would play an entire high school varsity basketball game and barely break a sweat. My friends actually made fun of me for my lack of sweating. In the last 24 hours, however, Femara has turned me into a sweaty beast. My office is cold. Like bone chilling cold. I generally sit at my desk in my coat or wrapped in a sweater with a space heater at my feet and I am still cold. It’s also open floor plan so there is no trapping the heat from my heater by shutting a door. Today was pretty much the same. I was definitely not hot, or even warm. I went into a private phone room to talk to a colleague about our travel schedules for the rest of the year (where it is also frigid), and all of a sudden I began to feel…um…damp….Thank goodness I have a good sense of humor and can laugh about this stuff or I would have been really embarrassed. I rose up my arm and I had what was probably the largest pit stain ever. Like worse than 350 pound man running a marathon bad. After my phone call I went into the bathroom to assess more closely in the mirror and it was even worse than I thought. Of course I am a weirdo and immediately snapped a pic with my iPhone and sent it to a few friends who I knew would laugh with me.  I mean, other than feeling slightly dizzy last night this is the only other side effect I have had so far and I am super grateful for that.  So I will just laugh and wear black or white the new days but I had to document this lovely side effect

Hand Selfie and other updates

I must explain my hand selfie.  I have NEVER in my life had long beautiful fingernails.  EVER.  I usually chomp those babies down at the first sign of stress or excitement.  I have been biting my nails since I was little.  My mom tried everything to make me stop when I was young, and I have tried many things as well as an adult and nothing has ever worked.  I don’t want to bite my nails.  Actually when I think about it, it’s really gross and dirty.  For whatever reason it has been a compulsion my entire life.  Completely subconscious.  Usually I have no idea I am doing it until it’s too late.  The exciting part, however, is that for whatever reason for the past few months I stopped biting them.  They are long and amazing for the first time in my life.  I am so excited.  The prenatal vitamins have really helped with making them grow out quickly, and as soon as they were all long enough I rewarded myself by getting a Gel manicure.  I have kept them manicured for about the last 5 or 6 weeks, and as long as they are looking good with the gel polish I have had no urge to bite them at all!  At the first sign of peeling I have to get the gel redone, or else I will literally peel it all off, and start biting them again.  I have about a 24 hour window from the first one chipping.  Yesterday on the car ride home from our trip I started to enter the danger zone.  If you have ever had gel, you know when your nails start to grow out it will peel up near the cuticle.  My gel lasts just over 2 weeks thanks to the rapid growing of my nails right now.  We got home pretty early in the day and a friend asked me to join her for a manicure.  Now for the tie in to my blog….I went with Green polish, which turned out to be a little more out there than I thought it would be….BUT green is not only my favorite color, but its a lucky color.  I figured I could use a little extra luck this month!  IUI #1 will likely happen by next Wednesday!

A side note…taking a flattering hand selfie was more challenging that you might think!

hand selfie

 

In other news, our weekend in Napa/Sonoma was perfection (minus that small incident on Thursday night).  I am so grateful for the amazing friends that we have, and everything really fell into place perfectly.  I have been planning (and saving) for the trip for almost a year, so it was so nice that everything worked out as perfectly as it did.

Tomorrow is cycle day 7, and my last day of taking Femara.  Thus far I haven’t really had any side effects which I am also grateful.  Wednesday I start taking estrace, which from reading the literature sounds like it has the potential to have more side effects that Femara so we will see.  I also leave for the bay area on Wednesday morning to spend one night in San Jose and one night in San Francisco.  I am hopeful I can get out of the city early enough to beat any bad traffic but who knows.  While I am not excited to travel this week, it should make the week go fast.  Saturday I will start OPKs, and I will be going in by next Monday at the latest (day 13).  One week from today…..which is crazy.  Based on all of this, and my travel schedule (trip to LA for work the week after Thanksgiving), the first day I will be back and could do a blood test is Dec 5th.  That also happens to be my husbands actual 40th bday.  While I know a negative has the potential to put a damper on the day, I am going to just look at it as a good sign.

It has sort of amazed me out the timing on everything has worked out.  I mean with the trip we were already taking last weekend, the holiday with family coming into town, and my work travel schedule, it could have been a real nightmare (not to say things won’t just pop up work wise).   I barely even had cramps this month which is very rare for me with my endometriosis.  Even that could have ruined part of my trip and I was somehow okay.  I have been really careful not to get my hopes up too high but I really do have a positive feeling about everything, and with how the timing has worked out I can’t help but know God is really looking over me on this one.

Finally November

November is here, finally. After months of not being able to TTC our month for IUI #1 is here. AF should arrive this week, I hope. Meanwhile, as I wait for her to show up, I am on the couch pounding Emergen-C, water, and hot tea doing my best to fight off the cold that is trying to take over my body. So far I have had a bit of a sore throat that’s turning into a cough. Last week I barely slept and was running on adrenaline fueled by stress. When I finally finished my project last Friday (a huge success), and could relax my body started letting me know how pissed it was that I ran it ragged. The weather also changed over the weekend. I won’t complain too much because it doesn’t really get cold here in comparison to other places, but it was just enough to push me over the edge. Thankfully I am able to work from home today in hopes of getting better quickly. My husband’s birthday celebration is this weekend in Napa. His actual bday isn’t until December but it’s hard to get people to go away in December so we are doing it now. We rented a Villa with a bunch of our friends. I would really like to not feel like crap for this, because I have been planning it for 8 months.  Aside from just this weekend, I need my body to be strong this month.  I am off to take a mid morning nap!