Days four and five of meds are somehow the hardest physically. I'm not yet officially half-way through, there are tons of hormones pumping through my body, and I'm just bloated, sweaty and cranky. I have to remind myself that there is nothing wrong with the way Noah grates carrots. That the world will not end if the DVR doesn't record both episodes of Parks and Rec. That Noah doesn't dump all his change on the floor on purpose, it just falls out if his pants, which he has DUMPED ON THE FLOOR! But it's ok... It's ok. Tomorrow will be day six of meds and that means the end is near. My mantra this week is "It won't be like this forever" and "He's not annoying me on purpose."
We saw the IUI doc today and he said the two hardest things to have while in this process are patience and cautious optimism. He's right. My follicles seem to be taking to the meds better this time around which is good. I've been drinking wheatgrass every day this cycle, which I read somewhere can be helpful. Who knows. I'm cautiously optimistic.
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