Thursday, October 05, 2006

CD11; time for an IUI

Today's appointment with the doc (bright and early at 7 a.m.! Sheesh, do these folks ever sleep?!) brought about some results.

The dildo cam -- oh, my girly bits are very 'intimate' with that thing now; more than they are with my hubby lately -- revealed that both follicles on the left side have sufficiently matured. One measured at 1.89 and the other at 1.99. Mature follicles measure between 1.8 and 2.6 my doctor told me. The endometrium is nice and thick this month, and that's good to hear because often it's not as thick as he would like it to be.

Figuring that those littl'uns are ripe for the picking, he did an IUI and gave me an HCG shot. Usually, if hubby is there, it's hubby who gets to push the plunger and he can then say that he 'did it.' *giggles* Unfortunately though, hubby works a 7-3 shift and thus unless absolutely necessary, he can't make the appointments. That's a shame. I always want my husband there for these sorts of things, and I miss him when he's not.

Anyway, the doctor wants me back again tomorrow at the same time (ugh!) to confirm ovulation and to do another IUI. He also indicated that it's time to try the Clomid. He'll give me that prescription tomorrow, for CD3-7 next month, if I need it.

He also gave me a requisition for CD23 bloodwork, and a requisition for CD3 bloodwork, if I get that far. Please GOD let me not see a CD3 this time. I am crossing my fingers. I don't want to see a CD3 for quite awhile.

While I was lying there, waiting a few minutes after the IUI before I got up and got dressed to go on with my day, go to work, etc., I hear peals of laughter from the room next door. She was one of the lucky ones. She got a BFP on a beta. And it turns out, she was one of many last week who did. I want to be that lucky. Is that selfish of me? I don't care. Well, I do, but I don't. Please let me be that lucky this time. Oh please.

So today and tomorrow, I'm doing my best to think positively. To get the good vibes flowing. To do the positive self-talk and imagery. To think good things. To that end, tonight hubby and I are going to the hockey season home opener (Ottawa Senators vs Toronto Maple Leafs; Go SENS Go!) and that will be a lovely distraction. No stress, no stress, no stress *chants the mantra*

Now if I can just get my Thanksgiving dinner all organized. I'm doing a dinner at our house for a few people on Monday and on Sunday we're going to hubby's family's fête. There will be 47 people for the meal on Sunday, and I'm doing dessert. *pulls out recipe cards frantically* Happy Thanksgiving weekend to all the Canucks who read. May it be full of love, laughter, friends and family.

Hee hee; as I'm typing this entry, I feel the twinges in my abdomen that tell me that I'm ovulating. To heck with the Sens; this game is much more important to me! *cheers the littl'uns on* Go little guys, go!!!!!