It was this time last year that I was knee deep in IVF. Some days, I still cant fathom that I got all the way through the entire process, had good news from the embryologist, and WHAMMO! OHSS, hospitalization, and the consequences of not being able to transfer our beautiful, FRESH embies.
I am older and wiser this year. I have lost 28 pounds so far. I have increased my stamina with an exercise routine. I am eating better than I ever have in my entire life. Maybe I needed this past year to get my body geared up for a guest.
I scheduled my appointment with the RE to discuss our next IVF adventure. It is August 4th. I have it plastered on every calendar I own. I'm feeling a little twinge in my right side, and I pray that it isn't an enlarged follicle or some sort of s*it like that. I did have a smidgen of endometriosis when they did the laparoscopy in January. Does it come back that fast? Maybe I just pulled a muscle. Yep, that is what I'm going to tell myself. Ignorance is bliss.
I'm excited to see my girls again at the clinic. I go to a satellite office that isn't as far away as the real deal big office. They only have 4 women that work there: Nurse Practitioner, RN,LPN and receptionist. I have grown to love them all. I cant wait to see their faces after they see the weight loss. Last time I saw them, I told them I would be back in minus 30 pound shape in the fall. WHOOPIE!!
Such a huge sense of accomplishment. I never thought I could A-quit smoking B-lose weight C-Give up my insatiable thirst for an unsweetened iced tea. This quest for a baby will make me do anything! Although, I fudge a bit and have an iced tea about once a week. OH HOW GOOD IT IS!
Yall have a great 4th. I love national holidays like this one. I am so proud to be an American. While we are shooting fireworks and slurping watermelon, let us not forget the men and women that protect and serve our nation. Also the precious souls that have bled and died for our freedom. God Bless them ALL!