The Spiritual Cerologist

After my five day wait, only two eggs made it to embryo status, I was not happy about this. I just spent the last two weeks sticking myself with hormone needles, contemplating murder of the neighbor who took my pizza because the uber driver delivered it to the wrong address, for TWO embryos. Life in prison didn’t seem worth it, (I dont look good in orange) for two embryos so we made a plan to do another “stims” round. Only after I went on suppression medicine for 6 months to aid in controlling my endometriosis that was just taking over my entire reproductive system. Holidays came and went and before I knew it, the overwhelming package of medication was at my front door and we were back to sticking my poor belly with needles.

This time around I worked straight through it, one to keep myself busy but also it was February and Valentine’s Day as a Brazilian waxer is well, hell week. I own my own Salon, not bragging, this will be important information at some point i promise. I was completely exhausted, over worked and pumping myself full of hormones, come the weekend after Valentine’s Day I was looking forward to being horizontal on the couch with my dog. I was watching the Britney Spears documentary on Netflix, enjoying the peace when I got up to use the restroom. Ok cool no big deal just needed to pee when an overwhelming feeling, INSERT TRIGGER WARNING, came over me that I just wanted to die. Now I am by no means suicidal, however the hormones were making me feel crazy. I couldn’t shake this feeling and I was terrified. My husband went to church and I was alone. Was it Britney? Was it the fact that I had to get up and pee?? Nope it was the raging hormones in my system, so what’s the next best thing to do when your husband isn’t around? Call your mom and scare the fuck out of her. Thankfully she talked me off the proverbial edge and I started to calm down and then BOOM. I was fucking exhausted. So moral of this part of the story, please call or talk to someone if this happens to you. I am not telling this to scare you or hinder you from taking this step but I’m going for full transparency here.

That next week I had my retrieval, first in line, and we got 8 eggs. Two more than before and 6 made it to day 5! I was feeling on top of the world besides the fact that I also felt like I got hit by a Mack truck. Take some time to rest after if you are allowed. It will make all the difference.

I’m ready now Doc! Let’s plant this puppies inside me. However the Doc had other plans for my uterus.