Why hello friends.
I took the train to my scan yesterday so here is the latest instalment of Train Journeys To And From The Clinic. Behold:
Another piece from my Train Journeys To And From The Clinic exhibition:
I call this beauty: “I was literally the only person on the train.”
So that was an exciting start to the day. The good news just kept on coming because my lining is a peachy 10-11mm. Luscious. They were extremely busy and running late so decided to perform my scan in the embryo-transfer room. It was very strange being back there after so long. I remembered all my embryos that are gone now and the one that is still here. It was also done by a (very lovely) nurse who took ages and ages. Then a few more ages. Then zoomed off in a panic about something and took a further (Stone) age to return. I missed my train, but was given the green-light go ahead, thumbs up for transfer so who cares.
Oh my God I nearly forgot:
Jason Mraz – I’m Yours
Stevie Wonder – Signed, Sealed, Delivered
California Dreaming’ – The Mamas and the Papas (eye roll)
Coldplay ft. Beyonce – Hymn for the Weekend
The Eagles – Hotel California
Wham! – Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
Olly Murs – Dear Darlin’
Womack & Womack – Teardrops
This Old Heart Of Mine – Rod Stewart
Soz, I was in there ages.
Bonus fact of the day: it is very nearly my 10 year wedding anniversary. I am hoping that I will be pupo this year. I never thought when we got married all those years ago the road to babies and parenthood would be quite so littered with pot holes, rabid dogs and blind hills as it turned out to be. Anyway, I have one more day of buserelin, then I up the estradiol to 10mg (does that make anyone else sick? I am all the sicks), start Utrogestan (*weeps*) and continue with Evorel patches every other day until a week on Wednesday when everything crossed, we will have an embryo to transfer.
We have almost made it to the end of this FET and what will probably be the end of the line for us as far as baby-making goes. I am 90% decided that I don’t want anymore treatment after our miracle frosties have been transferred. We have jumped through all the hoops now for this FET (not particularly elegantly) and the end is in sight. Just a couple more (rather important) embryo-thawing obstacles to navigate.
p.s. Apparently 10 year anniversary is Tin. Hmm. If you have any genius anniversary present ideas then please hit me with them in the comments below. Ta chums.