Tonight at midnight, I will pull the trigger on this cycle, and it could not come a moment sooner. The girls are working overtime in the factory and they are making this fact known with every step, every turn, every sit. I had forgotten the discomfort of IVF stimming.
But, I am grateful to feel every pang, every move that requires a sharp intake of breath because it means that the system still works and we are still on the train. And, I’m not thinking about retrieval yet, which means I’m not even going to begin to contemplate whether we’ll have embryos to transfer. We’ll get there soon, but not right now so I’m not going to worry my mildly attractive head over it.
Instead, I’m going to don my favorite lounging comfy pants with an oh-so comfortable elastic waist, sit gingerly on the couch and snuggle with Mr. X to watch some tellie. Good times.