Clinic called while I was bringing W home from school. W SCREAMED and demanded I get off the phone SO LOUDLY that I had to beg the clinic to call me back.
All I could make out was “problems with bloodwork.” Yup. Just like in April.
I got W into the house and proceeded to explain as best as I could that he PLEASE needed to give me some quiet time for a phone call.
{This is the part where you laugh your head off – HA HA HA!! I tried to negotiate with a three year old!! HAAAAA!}
The clinic called back and I was able to go through my history. After several minutes of back and forth she finally found some paperwork from the spring and simply said, “ok, ok! You are good to go.”
Which I had to ask her to explain – good to go as in GOOD TO GO? As in proceed with the T of the FE?
Yes.
I am now going to document my orders because blogging has officially saved this cycle. (seriously! Thank goodness I was able to say exactly, specifically, what happened in the Spring.)
My transfer is scheduled for this Saturday.
(and I just realized I didn’t find out what time…calling now)
{and they don’t know…I have to wait for embryology to call me tomorrow.}
Tonight:
take 4mg of estrace
Wednesday:
Begin medrol
Begin antibiotics
Take 1cc of PIO before noon
take 2mg of estrace 4 x day
1 Prog Rocket in evening
Thursday – Friday:
Medrol
Antibiotics
2 cc of PIO
1 Prog Rocket in morning
1 Prog Rocket in the evening
2 mg of estrace 4 x a day
Saturday:
Medrol
Antibiotics
2cc of PIO
morning estrace pill
TRANSFER
afternoon Prog Rocket
evening Prog Rocket
rest of estrace
{I would like to point out that as I have been typing this out W has been playing ever so sweetly and quietly with his trucks. Would have been ever so lovely if he had been able to tap into this ability thirty minutes ago…but didn’t want him to look back and read this in a few years and be all, “I TOTALLY WAS QUIET WHILE YOU WERE FREAKING OUT!”}
I am now exhausted from the emotional fluctuations of the all of this. I am trying to be chill over here.
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OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What is this “chill” of which you speak?
Excited. ZOMG, excited.
Children only really need to speak with you when you are trying to listen to something else. I was trying to watch TV yesterday, and my daughter decided that would be a fine time to sit next to me and read some books as loud as she could. Now, don’t get me wrong – it’s great that she’s reading books, and that she wants to read them to me. But we’re trying to work out when it’s appropriate to keep ourselves quiet and when it’s appropriate to request attention. It’s not working out at all.
Glad to hear that your historical record has once again proven useful. I hope Saturday goes smoothly.
“as in proceed with the T of the FE.” Great.
YAY!
Climbing on the rollercoaster with you friend
Yay! I wish you many weeks of the dreaded PIO, because IT’S WORTH IT! Fingers and toes crossed for a perfect thaw. xoxo
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!! I wish you many dreaded weeks of PIO, too, because heck, it IS worth it and we ALL should have lots of PIO lumps in our butts!!!!
I have found, with Adam, the one thing that will shut him up when I am on the phone is a game on the pad. BAD MOMMY-QUIET 3 year old!!
Woo hoo! Sending good luck and all sorts of baby dust your way!
I’ll be thinking about you. <3