These last 24 hours have been rough. I've already been feeling really uncomfortable. I feel like my ovaries are the size of canteloupes and could explode at any moment. Walking around (particularly at work) has been a struggle and I've felt a tremendous pressure on my bladder. I guess I'm getting a sneak preview of what it's like to be preggers.
Last night I did my trigger shot (Ovidrel) and started cabergoline to prevent OHSS since my E2 levels are high. I woke up at 1 AM feeling violently ill. I had to run back and forth to the bathroom 5 different times (finally just ended up sleeping on the bathroom floor). I never actually threw up because I was so worried I'd twist an ovary or something! Needless to say, it was not a restful night and it sure wasn't easy going to work today. First graders aren't very forgiving when you don't feel good...
I talked to my nurse and she thinks the nausea was most likely due to the cabergoline. She's now going to have me take it vaginally (TMI?) instead of orally. Not all that thrilled about this...but I'll do whatever it takes to not have a repeat of last night.
Tomorrow is the big day. I'll be heading to the hospital for surgery in T minus 9 hours! I feel ready. Nervous? Yes. Excited? Absolutely. But mostly...I'm just ready to be done with all this. It's been a long road. Some parts of the IVF process were honestly not as bad as I expected them to be...while others were much tougher than I had ever anticipated. It's an experience I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy but at the same time has brought me closer to my husband and has shown me how amazingly supportive my friends and family are.
And I think it's safe to say...this baby is going to be SO wanted and SO loved.
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