My life in bullet points:
- It's really weird getting ready to do a frozen donor embryo cycle while dealing with both a full-time job and a full-on toddler. Rather than being the focus of my entire existence, like the IVFs were (back in the day), prepping for the cycle is just another thing on my never-ending list of Things to Do (or Remember to Do Before I Forget and Miss an Important Deadline).
- All paperwork is done (except for the "Permission to Thaw" form, which we'll deal with sometime this month).
- The lab at our clinic keeps thinking they need a final release signed by D and Mr. D and I keep having to have the lab folks' supervisor remind them that, no, they do most certainly do not need any such form. Hoping this is cleared up now, but wouldn't be surprised if it pops up again at least once before transfer.
- Importantly, the Frosty Pups have landed safe and sound at our clinic!!! They arrived in a snowstorm, so I was a wee bit worried about whether their chauffeur was equipped for the weather.
- I'm on b/c pills, oh joy. Apparently, I'm supposed to take 2 packs in a row, skipping the sugar pills. One forgets how this whole system is designed to, well, mess with your system. Fingers crossed, god willing (and the creek don't rise), I'll never have to do this again!
- Because I'm not on all the fancy-schmancy fertility stimming drugs this time and because my HMO now covers 50% of fertility treatments, I had our clinic call the scrips for estrogen patches and PIO shots in to my HMO's local pharmacy, which promptly responded by calling me and saying "HUH???" They can handle the patches, and the needles (both guages) and the sharps container, but the PIO is beyond their ken. Apparently, they don't "compound" medications at their pharmacy, so they shopped it out to a pharmacy that is -- I kid you not -- in a shopping mall where all the local teens hang out. I'm a little nervous about getting my PIO at a place that's just down the way from an Old N*avy (and the latest gang shootings), but that's my multiple-IVF-veteran snobbery coming through. I'm sure it will all be fine. Right?
- My first monitoring u/s is scheduled for Dec 23, which, coincidentally, is the day we have an afternoon flight to the deep south for Christmas with my in-laws. (Entire posts will undoubtedly be written about the latter event, so I'll skip that for now.) The monitoring is being done at my old clinic, and they were nice enough to schedule me for an 8am slot so we'll be able to make our mid-afternoon flight without my having to rush too too much, or check to make sure I remembered to put my pants back on. Heh.
- I read back to some of my old pre-Squeaker posts and realized I used to be much funnier. Sorry bout that. Guess I'm too tired to be funny most days. I suppose the general track of my posts (haven't slept, overworked, haven't slept, overworked, haven't slept, and oh, have I mentioned I haven't slept?) might explain why I have something like 3 regular readers now (hi, mom!) ... I appreciate each and every one of you!
Don't worry -- we still love you (overworked, underslept, and all!) :-)
Posted by: Aegina | November 30, 2010 at 07:14 AM
You are a freaking paragon, in my mind. Still funny, and how you can find any time to squeak out a post is beyond me. You are the only person I know that could add twins to an already hectic life! I'm soooooo excited. And i can hear your excitement too.
Posted by: fiddle1 | December 17, 2010 at 05:13 PM
Also, with the sleep...have you given any more thought to trying the sleep lady shuffle again?
Posted by: fiddle1 | December 17, 2010 at 05:14 PM