Inflated Follies & the Porn Star

Last night was my first shot of Ganirelix.  My skin did NOT like this shot and I instantly had a weird little rash around the point of injection, with a tingly sensation.  Thankfully, this reaction died down after about an hour and all I was left with was another little bruise to add to my collection!  The shiner from the 1st Menopur injection is still glowing neon. 

Today at my ultrasound we learned that I have about 10 good sized follies (wishing it was more) with a few tiddlers trying to catch up in size.  Seriously, no wonder my stomach feels bloated, those things look like friggin misshapen hot air balloons on the screen!    I have another appointment on Wednesday morning and if everything is still on course, then the plan is for retrieval this Friday.

After my u/s and blood draw appointment I had to pick up some more meds to get me through until Wednesday.  Another few hundred on my card, just like that!  And for things that sting...why oh why can't I drop this money on a nice long weekend away.  Oh that's right, I can't get pregnant...crap.  Why can't my body be as frugal as me and get up the duff the cheap and painless way.  Get with the program!

I also went for another session of acupuncture today.  I've been having very vivid dreams since starting all the IVF Meds and waking up exhausted as though I haven't slept at all.  Nothing specific in the dreams that springs to mind, but I sure could use a restful night's sleep for a change.  I told my acupuncturist and she put some extra needles in my hands to "cool my heart".  No idea how this is supposed to help but as I feel so amazingly blissful after each session, I'll take her word for it, what do I know!

Oh and I have two things playing on my mind as we progress, wait, three things:

1. Will we get the grand prize at the end of this raffle?
2. Just how painful are those PIO injections...and can't I just swallow something instead? At this point, I can almost hear my Hubbs saying, "I have just the thing...!"  
3. Please little oocytes, grow in time for transfer next Monday and not next Wednesday.  At my age I have few pleasures in life, but Robert Pattinson is one of them (second to my husband of course).  We have tickets to see Eclipse next Wednesday morning and I really really really want to see it then.  Ok ok, I'll forgo this indulgence if it means I can have my little Bumble safely home to roost at the right time, but, if you can manage to make it Monday instead....there is a trip to Disneyland in it for you ;)

And lastly, it's official!  I am a Porn Star.  It's come to this...excuse the pun.  Hubbs and I discussed his part in this, and we agreed that somehow it just didn't seem right that he would be ogling at another woman while he does the deed.  I mean, isn't that like cheating!?!  So for the first, and ONLY time in my life, I permitted a camcorder in the bedroom and donned a sexy neglige with the obligatory knee-high, stripey socks (Hubbs has a thing for stripey socks, and no, that is not me in the pic!).  I'll spare you the details (she hears an overwhelming sigh of relief from the audience) but suffice to say that Hubbs is very very pleased with the performance and is now more confident that he can overcome stage fright on the day.  And at least I'll know his swimmers have me in mind as they hit the cup with a shuddering thud!