Today, I had another ultrasound appointment with my RE, Dr. W. Today, he was absolutely convinced that my follicle will be ready to go on Friday for an IUI, and so, it is scheduled. I was also told that I would need to give myself an injection of Ovidrel today, at 3:30 p.m. to make myself ovulate.
I thought I was going to hyperventilate. I've heard of people talking about giving themselves injections, but I didn't know if that was something that was *always* done, or just sometimes, or what. I have no idea what the answer to that is, but all I knew is that I was going to have to do it. I really wish it could've waited until I got home tonight, but my RE's office explained that the timing has to be perfect, and that it has to be so many hours before the IUI. So I went to work and freaked out. I told my good friend and coworker, J, who knows about our treatments, everything. I'm pretty sure she didn't even know what an IUI was before today, but I gave her the rundown. She said she's pretty fascinated by this and is excited for us. I told her it's definitely a lot more fascinating when you're not the one who is going through it.
I gave myself the injection, at work, and J helped prepare the needle by flicking the bubbles out of it. For some reason, I was more nervous about that part than doing the actual injection. I was afraid I would flick it too hard and somehow break it or something. So J did that part and then stood outside the stall in the bathroom while I gave myself the injection. It was no big deal at all -- it barely even hurt. I know I can do this again if I have to -- I just hope that I don't.
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