Coughing was better last night, but for some reason I woke up and was AWAKE at 4:30 this morning. I headed back to bed around 6:30 and slept until the alarm went off at 7:00. The u/s this morning went well. There were 9 follicles again, and more were measurable with the largest at 14mm. The blood work was disappointing. My estrodial is rising, but slowly. It was only 283 today. I questioned my nurse when she called with meds instructions and she stated "yes, it is low, but it correlates pretty well with your u/s results." When I asked if we would be cancelled, she told me she didn't think so. Blerg. So, the new meds are to continue 450 units of gonal-f in the AM, add cetrotide in the AM and up the PM gonal-f to 225 units. I head back to the RE on Monday. I'm hoping and praying that all will go well and my estrodial will rise.
I had acupuncture today and she did a lot of points to help with my congestion and cold. She also did cupping, which HURTS, but ultimately helps in the recovery process. I've been a slug today and just rested on the couch. DH has been a great help and has been taking wonderful care of me. I know I'm a difficult (read impossible) sick person and then add hormones into the mix and he is a saint. Last night (as one example) I was watching Raising Arizona. He came in and sat down to watch it with me. When they returned Nathan Jr and were looking at him before they left, I LOST it. I started crying and wheezing and DH looked at me like I was crazy and said, "why did you turn this on if it was going to make you cry?" To which I lost it even more and couldn't breathe as I wheezed out how mean he was. He took my snotty, crying mess of a head into his arms and gave me a big hug until I calmed down and stopped my wheezing/crying. Now that's true love.
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