become anxious until I took my blood test. The nurse called 6 hours
later with the news, "unfortunately you are not pregnant". Some how I
was not surprised. I hadn't connected to the process. I was fascinated
by the injections and the ultrasounds of the follicles, the science of
it all, waking at 6am alternate mornings to be tested, asking tons of
questions to the doctors at each of the early morning monitoring. My
husband became quite attached to laying out the meds, mixing them in
proper proportion and injecting me daily. He was so very optomistic.
I'm not sure if I just knew somehow I wasn't pregnant this time or I
was scared to get excited. I weathered the drugs so well for the 3 1/2
weeks. No headaches, crying, mood swings. I actually lost 4 pounds
rather than bloating. I was very tired though and needed extra sleep.
And so, I'm optomistic and I reccognize that this may not have hit me
yet. I am more educated about the process now though and can ask
better questions about the next protocol and options for trying again
given my response to the meds. I was definately connected when I
miscarried, I woke up one day and realized I was pregnant. I just felt
it. Sadly, I'm not sure our little egg even met my husband's sperm
this go around so. we hope there's another little one who will be
ready the next time.
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