I couldn't sleep last night. I was so excited, nervous, anxious, you name it I was it. The anticipation of my upcoming trip to the Fertility Clinic today and was too much to sleep. What if I overslept? What if I would not be able to start today? What if I would be able to start today? Good lord, why did I leave my work for the last minute as usual? These were all thoughts running through my head instead of the sheep that were supposed to be there. The little fluffy white selves were nowhere to be found. Bastards.
T was up most of the night too. She kept fidgeting in the house. I asked her to come to bed with me but she said she was going to stay up a little longer to get ready for the next day. This girl made all the noise in the world. Every noise, rustle, shuffle, and shift sounded as if it was magnified a million times. I swear I could have heard her blink in the next room. Poor T. I got up and gave her the evil eye a few times. Why couldn't she just get in the bed and let me snuggle her? I'm convinced that she had a case of the nerves too.
I got up at 5:30am showered and got dressed. T was not a happy camper and therefore dragged her beautiful butt all morning. Nobody told her to stay up till all hours of the night. She was finally ready and off we went. The traffic to get to Jersey was good. I had high hopes that the rest of the trip would be as great. Boy was I wrong! The traffic to get to the clinic from KC's house was crazy. (Wonderful KC is joining me on this crazy adventure. She is trying to get pregnant too.) She was late coming downstairs although I honestly can't be mad. How many times was I late?
We finally get to the clinic and it was packed with hostile, sleepy looking trolls. KC and I stuck out like sore thumbs with our cheery smiles and bright eyes. T was grumpy and having wicked menstrual cramps so we had to beg the nurses for some advil. her cramps finally went away and she was back to her pestering, happy, loving self. I was so happy she was there by my side. I love her.
An ancient vampire came to the door and asked me to follow her into the back of the clinic where she proceeded to smoothly extract one vial of blood. Then she shooed me back to my friends.
After about an hour of so a nurse calls me into the back for my ultrasound. She told me to undress from the waist down and put the paper sheet over me. I had barely had time to finish trying to wrap my paper sheet around myself when Dr. N comes in. T was so wonderful. She stood by my side as he explored my ovaries and uterus. There were 3 eggs on one side and 4 on the other.
As usual I had a million and one questions that Dr. N reluctantly answered. I could tell he was trying to be patient. "You read too much" he said. The days of doctors being the gods in the land of Medicine are over and they don't like it. T held up the paper sheet while I got dressed. She giggled at my modesty saying that she had already seen my goodies.
The doctor dismissed me and told me that they would be calling me about when to start Clomid. I got the call about 5 this afternoon. "Its ok for you to start the Clomid" the nurse said. As of tonight for the next 5 nights I will have to take 150mg of Clomid.
On Monday, I have to make the journey back to the Fertility Clinic to visit the ancient vampire, and Dr. N. This time it will be just T and I amongst the trolls.
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