2dp3dt and I am exhausted!


hehe…I finally get to use those fun little acronyms 🙂

I can’t believe how exhausted I am – I am blaming it on the Progesterone…it is doing all sorts of weird things to me…I took a nap from 5pm-almost 6pm then again at a little after 7pm and I slept alllll night. wow. It’s exhausting trying to grow humans, apparently.

We have a family birthday party at a VFW tomorrow night for Joe’s cousin’s 40th birthday so I think I will use the Codeine excuse tomorrow…I don’t even know if I feel like staying a long time…I could even complain about how bad it hurts and excuse ourselves early…I’m sure Joe will appreciate that because he hates bars…HATES them…so…win win? I think so.  We have to at least show our faces since we agreed to bring Joe’s mom…she’ll find a way home lol.

My lovely sister in law gave me another good excuse – I have a shell fish allergy and (pending a yay or nay from the doctor on if I am allowed to take it) you cannot drink when you take benadryl…if I am not allowed to take it I don’t know if I will be able to go to my Company’s Christmas dinner (they are all big shell fish eaters…).  And the following day, at Joe and my event for our employees, who cares…I’ll use the Codeine excuse again…the girls aren’t drinkers anyways (except for maybe one) but they have to pay for their own, we are just paying for dinner so I can’t see too many drinks being had by anyone there because of the ridiculous pricing. 😉

At least next week is my busy week at work…maybe it will fly by? That would be nice…

Until next time, good luck to everyone 🙂

‘Twas the day after transfer…


I feel amazing…mentally and emotionally…These next 12 days are going to go by at a snails pace as I await my first beta test on the 10th.  At least we have a few days in between we will be out of the house and having some fun with friends and family…but I have to think of a good excuse to why I am not drinking with them lol…there are going to be two very expensive meals thrown in the mix, too, and I hope that I am not feeling sick by then…I wouldn’t want to waste such amazing food!

I think Joe and I have devised a good enough scheme…I still have Codeine left from the retrieval as I stopped taking it because I don’t like how strong it is and how it made me feel…so I carry that around with me and complain of a “cracked tooth” that I scheduled an appointment to get fixed but have been prescribed pain killers to keep my pain down…sound good? I hope it works.

Any other ideas why I can’t share some wine with these guys?  Only a select few VERY close people know about this, none of which will be present for any of our outings in the next 2 weekends…

Update on Our Embies :)


Just got off the phone with my doctor and Joe to tell him the good news.
Let me precede by stating the doctor said that anything between 2 & 4 cells is what they are looking for at this stage…we have:

2-4 cell 🙂

3-3 Cell

3-2 Cell

1-1 Cell – they will be keeping a close watch on this little guy

(apparently we got 10 fertilized, not 9 lol)

I will be getting a call about 7:30 am to let me know for sure if the transfer is tomorrow, but he said it most likely will be being we have 2 4 cell embies! Hopefully the rest will catch up to these two so they are able to be frozen 🙂

I am very pleased with this news…Today is a great day.

Also, if you have time, I would like you to check out a post by a fellow blogger that I think is completely on the ball, it is titled “Is IVF Destructive?” – every word of it is absolutely amazing: http://ivfmale.wordpress.com/2012/11/26/is-ivf-destructive/

The race is on!


Well, with the results in and 9 fertilized eggs, I’m desperately trying to reach my Urologist to see when I can stop my medication…  The main reason I’m hoping to be able to stop my shots is the costs.  I have about enough meds left to be covered up through this week, however if I’m to continue on any medication after that…….I need to refill.

Amazingly…(I can’t say fortunately, because there is nothing FORTUNATE about having to spend this kind of money)…I’m almost out of both my HCG and FSH….so it would be a quick $1,000 whack if he says stay on them for a little while longer.

Time to play the waiting game….  And of course take care of my lovely subsiding hormonal wife…..

For a quick laugh, I have to throw this in here………..Thanksgiving morning, we had to run to the hospital due to a mix-up with the Ganirellix…I won’t go into too much detail as Erin already wrote something about it.  The fun begins afterwards on the ride up to her mother’s for Thanksgiving.

Erin usually drives UP to their place and I usually drive back down…being that we were leaving from the hospital, she had no idea how to get to the turnpike…and me being the navigational genius that I am, I opted to send us a totally different way since we were leaving from the other side of town.

One bit of advice, if there is something a woman doesn’t like NORMALLY, when they are raging with hormones, the ABSOLUTELY DESPISE IT!  I don’t always mess with her when she is driving, but at times, I just can’t pass up a good opportunity.

We pulled into McDonald’s for breakfast.  We went inside and ate.  The driveway at this particular McD’s wraps around the whole building, so when you pull in and park, you’re supposed to back out and continue in the original direction and travel around the entire building. Well….Erin backed out and turned around…theoretically going the wrong way….for a total distance of TWO PARKING SPACES before making the turn back onto the main road.  Seriously, that is not considered breaking a law anywhere….

So, just as she starts driving, she asks how to get back on the main road and I said “just go out the way you came in, it’s a one way” (meaning the highway is divided and you cannot make a left)…then since we’re going the wrong way, I relived a great Beavis and Butthead moment and started saying “Breakin’ the law! Breakin’ the law!”………yeah, that didn’t end well.

First she screamed at the top of her little lungs.  Then she hit the gas and crawled up the side of the slanted curb that directs entering/exiting traffic.  And finally, when she made the turn, a cop pulled out about 35 feet ahead of us…so she couldn’t speed off.

I nearly pulled a turtle and hid inside my jacket!  Poor Erin….that was mean.  I’m sorry I ticked you off.  Although, you weren’t breaking a law…it was kind of funny looking back on it now.  All was OK though, there wasn’t any damage to the car and it was like nothing happened after about 5 minutes…gotta love hormones.

Breakin’ the law! Breakin’ the Law!