This is real.
This is really, truly, REAL.
My hopes and dreams of being a mother to a biological child are placed in the hands of a team of individuals I hardly know, most of which I would not even recognize if I came across them at the grocers.
In two weeks I start Lupron (for me it is being used to inhibit ovulation) and Dexamethasone (to help with egg quality, kind of protect them from harm potentially caused by follicle stimulating drugs). In three weeks we start follicle stimulating injections which include Menopur and Gonal-F (these are to stimulate development of each follicle in my ovaries in hopes of getting LOTS to retrieve and fertilize) and Saizen (human growth hormone, used to help with egg quality). 7-10 days later I will use Novarel to trigger ovulation and 36 hours after that injection is the egg retrieval. I have to be put under for this procedure, but I’ll know before leaving the building how many eggs they retrieved and how many where ready to be fertilized. Then comes the first “waiting period” that I’m sure will bring anxiety…the fertilization and growth phase. For five days the embryology team at Conceptions Reproductive will fertilize and care for my embryos in a way my body never has been able. I will get updates on development, and I pray by day five we have enough embryos to transfer 2, freeze 2. Day five brings on the transfer that is quick and easy. Followed by three days of bed rest and the dreaded two-week wait!
During the time from retrieval through 1st trimester or a negative pregnancy test (please let this not be the case) I will be taking Progesterone in Oil (ouch, this one goes in the butt). Several other medications to help with implantation, infection, and hormones.
It’s all a little overwhelming.
Okay, a LOT overwhelming.