Saturday, 5 April 2014

IVF1 - The Harvest

Okay, so three blogs in a day. I do apologise.

So, my IVF. We harvested Friday.
while waiting to go in for the procedure the nurse/doctor/take the egg person told me that my ovaries looked 'really good' WOOHOOO WINNNINGGG. It made me have a bit of a smile on my face as I got rolled in to get the needle shoved up my WOHO.

My third home (after home and work). D and I usually sit on that comfy couch at the back.

Upon waking we was told that they were able to collect 12 eggs- Another smile.
I went home in a pain that I can only describe as if you have just had about 30 needles stabbed into your ovaries.... honestly that is what is feels like- surprised? hhaha

Ultimately, after I popped 2 panadine I was just a bit ginger. Another win- a  lot less than than I thought.

The next morning we get a call from one of the nurses to tell us that 10 survived the night (18hours). Now, this is my first IVF so I am very naive to the actual processes, but I do realise that some of these eggs might drop off before they are able to go home.

The nurses were amazed at my pain threshold or lack of pain. All initial talks were about freezing as they didn't think my body could take a retrieval and transfer but HAHA I SHOWED THEM- Monday 1pm our new little egg thingy gets to go back home. So many hurdles down, the biggest yet to come.

I have never met another person who has done IVF. While I have very little pain, I really don't think you could see me ducking out for my morning run... and mentally I am really struggling with that, but what I am REALLY struggling with is the lack of support from my husband.

He has never been one to make me breakfast in bed or whip me up a lunch (and quite frankly, I would hate that), but there is a part of me that just wants to be spoiled. I feel as though my body is an abused machine. I feel that he isn't appreciative of what I am going through - I basically just want a hug, to be listened to and some affection.

Is it just because he is a man? Is it because this is hard for him too, or is he simply just thoughtless?
OR is it because I am that high on injections etc etc etc that I am more hormonal... none the less, can't he just take that into consideration and care a little more?






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