I love to see everyone's postings with bright eyed kids watching fireworks, dressed in their red, white and blue! Keep them coming.
So this week, started out pretty OK- I am even over Keith's smart ass comment.
The FSH did help to reduce my headaches, but in exchange brought on 'some' bloating. I have even already used the 'rubber band method' on my jeans (thanks Nadein & Michelle) because the button will not reach the hole.
I did, however, throw out my back; the one thing I hoped would not happen since my "good drugs" are off limits. But, it happened, and were getting through.
Today was a different story. Today I woke up feeling like my back was on the mend and I would soon be as good as new. WRONG-
I am broken, not only has my reproductive area been hijacked, but something is very wrong with the the functions of my body and brain. I went out to get the mail, in my pajamas, so of course a take a quick look to see if anyone is outside and will see me. As I scan my surroundings, I take the first step over the threshold and the next thing I know my pajama wearing, bloated self is on her butt on the front porch.
SOOO, in addition to my back being pissed off over the fall, I have now twisted my ankle and am limping around my house. Yes, I have RICEed it. Basically I am still a mess!
I did not have an ultrasound this morning, just some blood work. My estrogen level was 330 today (Day 7) and I will continue on the same dose of FSH. Things are looking good! Ultrasound is on Thursday- I like to see the eggs in there growing. Maybe I can even get a picture!
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