Well, another ultrasound/blood work appointment down.

R Ovary: 17,15,15,14,13.5, 13.5, 13, 12, 12, 11, 10 and a few less than 10mm.

That’s twelve follies on my superchamp right side!

L Ovary: 15 & 11.5.  Yeah, well, we knew this going in.

Lining: 11

Estrogen: 1016

We go back in on Sunday for another monitoring appointment to see where I’m at.  The nurse seemed to think I could possibly trigger either Sunday or Monday night depending on results.  So, I am pleased that there is some action going on now.

After our appointment, Chris and I stopped to get some breakfast.  We are always super hungry after these morning deals and decided today that we would sit down to a proper meal.  And boy did we eat.  Eggs, hash browns, bacon, 1/2 waffle!  It hit the spot.  Only problem was that spot hit back around 11am.  It’s still hitting me.  I was half convinced I had food poisoning or the stomach flu for a moment there.  Bullet dodged.  (Although, I am still having tummy pains. Ugh)

Now, let’s talk for a moment about Follistim- shall we?

We try to order our meds on an as needed basis each cycle.  I mean, with enough for a little wiggle room, but we don’t go all whole hog on the meds the nurse calls in.  It’s just too damn expensive when you pay out-of-pocket.  Well, late this afternoon, we found ourselves a wee bit stressed out to find that we were not given the order to trigger this weekend.  This left us, at end of work day, with a limited amount of Follistim to carry us past Sunday.  Add in the fact that we could not get a shipment of extra Follistim until Monday (plus we didn’t want to rely on the fact that our Dr. would have a back up).  Chris scrambled and did some research, some experimenting and found out that these lovely Follistim vials have extra medication in them.  I feel like a dunderhead and when we pulled out our old Folli pen from last cycle, there was at least three to five extra injections left!!!!  ((facepalm))  Too bad it’s expired.  Grrrrr.

Turns out that we can literally squeeze every drop outta these bad boys and still be fine for Monday.  Big, double “WHEW” on that one.  I was on the precipice of meltdown mode at the thought of plunking down $800 bucks on more meds for just two days.

So, onward to Sunday.

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