Today, I had my baseline ivf appointment. It started with blood pressure and eeks- weight. I wish my weight number was the same as my blood pressure's top number; oh well.
We had our ultra sound done. At this stage (CD 4), they like to see four follicles per ovary starting to develop. Guess who had 7-9 per ovary; that's right this girl (as I point with my thumbs towards myself and show a cheesy smile). She said this is excellent, and I took it as a positive sign. My lining is small, but the medicines should plump it up nicely.
Then they took a crap ton of bloodwork. They had to stick me three times and finally were successful on my hand. I hate being stuck, so I completely understand my veins reactions to roll away.
Speaking of sticking, I'm excited to begin shooting up hormones tomorrow. I go back in for another doctor's appointment on Monday. Yeah!
Shoutout to Scientists:
I am so thankful to science. Science has come a long way in the infertility world, and it still has a way to go. I am greatful for science, because had I of had infertility 40 years ago, I wouldn't have all the possible solutions there are today.