One in a Million Uterus

A mother of two adopted boys, I have a unicornuate uterus and I am on a journey to see if it can carry a child.

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I was diagnosed with a unicornuate uterus in January 2006. DH and I decided to follow our hearts to the adoption of our two sons. Now our hearts are guiding us towards fertility treatments.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Cycle 4, CD 10

You know you have been sucked really far into this infertility treatment when you start having dreams about running around an industrial complex in the middle of the night with a giant (like 12 inches long, an inch and a half wide) test tube filled with your husband's semen. Then when you become under attack from evil men, you think, I can't spill any of this semen! It is more valuable than gold! I did realize at the last minute of this dream that my best defense against the bad guys was to throw the huge amount of my husband's semen I was carrying into the eyes of the men attacking me.

I started feeling pretty crappy/crampy by last evening, a feeling that would come and go. The nurse yesterday told me to do the trigger at 8:30 last night. I have now decided that she should be known as Evil Nurse because each time she calls me, she gives me no information. Turns out last conversation we had, she neglected to give me information that I really needed. The first IUI I did, I had specific instructions from the lovely nurse who called to give myself the Novarel shot in my stomach and exactly how to mix the diluent with the powder, etc. Evil Nurse simply said to give myself the shot at 8:30. Okay fine. I didn't think anything of it since I have given myself this shot twice before, once for the IUI cycle and once for the timed intercourse cycle. Now that I think about it, the nurse who gave me the instructions for the timed intercourse cycle didn't really give me any information about giving myself the Novarel shot.

Around 8:00 I decided to take the Novarel out of the fridge to warm up a bit. I noticed that the box said the shot was intramuscular only. Umm... a shot into my stomach isn't intramuscular. Decided to get onto the website that my RE referred me to and watch the instruction video on how I was supposed to give myself this shot. I watched the most ridiculous video where this guy gives his woman a shot in her ass. The woman smiles adoringly the entire time and the man tells his woman at the end, "All done, Sweety!" My point being, this shot did not go in my butt last time. I dug out the paperwork that my RE gave me about a year ago describing all the medication and saw that although some HCG shots are given in the belly, Novarel should be given in the butt. What to do... what to do... I figured since I didn't get any instructions, I would use the default instructions, and take it in the ass. That is if I could get DH to give it to me in the ass.

With five minutes to spare, I asked DH with fingers crossed if he could possibly give me my trigger shot and not pass out. Then he had the joy of watching the lovely video of the smiling happy people giving and receiving butt injections. He spent a couple minutes pushing on my butt trying to figure out where to stick the needle when it was time so the medication would go into my muscle. Not really sure what health care professional decided that butts are the place to go when you want to hit muscle. Maybe some butts. I have some cushion back there. No idea if muscle was actually penetrated.

Then it came time to mix the diluent with the powder. Umm... how much diluent do I need? No one told me. I was almost positive the nurse the first time said to use 1 cc so I went with that, although DH said I should probably watch the video about mixing to find out. Whatever. Used 1 cc. I like to live dangerously like that. Injection went fine. DH didn't pass out which was a bonus. Then spent the rest of the evening worrying about whether the injection was done right or not. Went and watched the mixing video which said, "Your doctor will tell you how much diluent to use for your injection." Ah, yeah... that didn't happen.

Felt mildly under the weather today. A bit nauseous at times, really tired, and just blah. My ass really hurts too. Has gotten worse as the day has gone on. Not nearly as bad as my stomach did the first time I used the Novarel that involved me getting a huge, burning welt. Starting to feel a lot of soreness in my ovary area. Mainly in my left (useless) side. I am trying not to over think what that means too much but mostly I just feel like crying because it probably means my left ovary is all ripe and ready to go and Mr. Righty (the only side that matters) has puttered out and my body will fail me once again.

Hopefully I don't get myself too worked up and can't get to sleep tonight. Got to get up at 5:15 tomorrow to start the day. Think of me at 8:30 tomorrow while some woman is getting me pregnant! ...I hope.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I Got Drugs

My injectable meds were delivered today. I know some people get all excited when that happens. It really wasn't that exciting. I knew they were coming today so it wasn't as if it were a big surprise. I actually forgot they were being delivered today until early afternoon. I've got my Gonal-F. Three boxes. I didn't open them but I have seen pictures and video of what it is like so I didn't really see the need to open them. I got my Novarel (HSG trigger shot). Wow. That needle is huge. I'm planning on giving myself all the shots just because I am weird like that, like to do stuff on my own. I jokingly told DH that he was going to have to give me that one and he said, "Sorry, you are on your own." He hates needles. Last, got my progestrone suppositories. My RE is the only one at the practice that has his patients use them. I'm glad. They are supposed to help sustain my uterine lining and help a fertilized egg implant. However, I hear they make you super tired and who the heck wants to have sex when they are sticking a suppository up there once a day. The progesterone is compounded at my pharmacy and were shipped in a big bottle, all individually wrapped in aluminum foil. I had to laugh at the label on the bottle that read, "REMOVE ALL WRAPPING BEFORE USE". I kinda figured I wouldn't be sticking aluminum foil up my hoo-ha.

Nothing else going on really. I woke up with 5 zits this morning. I usually get 1 or 2 around this time of the month. Of course my mind going into thinking that because I have 5 zits, that must mean I am pregnant. I use Fertility Friend to track my charting for my cycles. Fertility Friend is all confused by my temps this month and thinks I haven't ovulated. I know better. I ovulated 6 days ago. AF should show up Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. Timing works out good since I'll be in the swing of shooting myself up and making semi-daily trips to the city and being all whacked out on hormones during the week of Thanksgiving. That means only one potentially conflictual day of trying to get DS1 to preschool after getting him up at 5 am to go to the city and back before drop off time.

So the next step now is just waiting for AF.

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