The Process Continues

Since my last post we finally got the ever coveted LH Surge – which indicated ovulation! So now that my eggs are doing what they are supposed to do, our quest for Baby Bailey took us for our first phase of treatment.


The first phase was to do an ultrasound to make sure I had egg follicles. SCORE! We have a total of FOURTEEN! This sounds like an incredible number, but in reality, is really just a little above average. Being the Type-A that I am… Average didn't sound good… but I guess in this case it is. Then they went for the blood. NINE (not exaggerating) vials and FIVE needles later they had what they needed. Tests all came back normal and I started the fertility drugs.


So my drug of choice (coming from someone who literally does not take Tylenol and hasn't for over a decade) is Clomid. If you've ever known anyone on fertility medication, you may have heard about some of the less desirable side affects, the main one being homicidal tendencies. Needless to say, it's been an interesting couple of days. While I haven't yet wanted to literally kill someone – well, there was that one incident in traffic – I have definitely had to TRY to keep my emotions under control. I felt myself tearing up when my daughter told me she wanted to eat cereal for dinner and the other day at work I nearly cried when I opened my lunch box and saw the contents. The lunch that I myself had packed all of it very good and balanced, I even included a fat free pudding cup but stopped shy of writing myself a note. I don't know why this alone turned on the water works but it did. Just like the newest Publix commercial, a State Farm commercial, (www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_dkyByzD-Y) the trailer for Marley & Me and a Jennifer Anniston plug for St. Jude. All brought me to tears and the last two in a packed movie theater before the movie had even started! Never mind the crying that took place DURING the movie… a comedy that I am fairly confident didn’t have anyone else crying in their seat!

This process is teaching me a lot about myself, the Lovely Lisa and the Amazing Allyssa. I am learning that yes, indeed I am a control freak. So… being completely out of control of my emotions has taken some adjusting to. Lisa is truly a jewel. She looks at me with a look of utter confusion and disbelief (one would if nearly every holiday commercial on TV brought you to tears) but still smiles as if to have me believe she doesn’t think I’m crazy and Allyssa… Allyssa has a great sense of humor. One day, should she survive this process, it will serve her well.

And so it goes….