Ok, I have determined that nothing in the world is weirder than discussing the current sex - scandal of NY's former Governor Spitzer with the RE while he is giving you a vaginal sonogram. Nothing.
Yeah, that was my morning.
I'm sure he meant well, and was trying to distract me from the procedure, but it was a bit surreal.
Today is officially the start of IVF #1. Had my bloodwork and baseline sonogram today, and the Barron and I got a quick lesson in stim injections. We also paid our balance in full, and let me just say, thank Jesus for the Barron's health insurance. We are extremely lucky to have a great deal of our expenses covered for this. For those of you who don't, I truly do feel for you - I don't know if I could do this if we didn't have coverage. I really do think that congress should put some pressure on the insurance companies to include fertility treatments in their basic coverage.
Anywho, I start stims tomorrow night. Last Friday, I was out at a bar living up my last weekend of drinking, and this Friday, I'll be pumping myself full of hormones. 2 Repronex and 4 Bravelle. Seems like an awful lot to me. I'm sure I'll be a raving lunatic by Saturday evening. (For those of you who are wondering, due to my FSH levels, my protocol did not include Lupron. I've been on the pill for a month and am just now starting stims.)
I'm so excited to finally be getting things underway! At the same time, I know that in about 3 weeks time, I'll either be ecstatic or completely lost. Here's to hoping for the first.