I am not talking about those fun money machines people get in on the games shows, I am not talking about a red party balloon, no what I am talking about here is…..brace yourself…. Vaginal Progesterone Suppositories (aka the white rockets). Seriously, who invented those things? One of the first lessons my mom taught me as a child is you stick NOTHING in any body cavity and just LEAVE IT. It just does not work that way. At times during the day I feel like Niagara Falls is south of my waistline. Sorry to any guys that are reading this I know I am grossing you out but a woman can totally sympathize. It is plain and simple gross. It partly becomes an oil like consistency and it eventually sets up like I might be needing it for some tile work at the end of the day. I just don’t understand them, never will.
Other than that things are going well and we are getting ready for tomorrows transfer plus the bed rest. Almost like setting up a camp or nest if you will. I am trying to visualize anything I might need for 5 days and get it within arm's reach which is not an easy thing to do. The small pile will soon be reaching 5ft. (Seriously what’s up with all the 5’s!??!?!) My mom came up for the entire bed rest period (thank you God), always good to have your mom for such things.
Our main hope is that in the morning (surgery begins at 9:30) we have 3 little embryos that are ready and hopefully eager to be transferred into me. We are also hoping to hear that all 10 made it to a desirable size and we have some extra to freeze. I will post how everything goes as soon as we get back and I am able. Pray, pray, pray!
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