I’m in a complete state of denial. This whole IVF cycle just really does not seem real. AT ALL. Even with the mild OHSS stopping me in my tracks, it’s almost like I’ve stepped into a time warp and have somehow found myself in the middle of a 2ww.
My whole approach to the treatment this time was to focus on each day as it came and to try not focus too much on the end result. So I popped clomid daily and just went about my business. I got up before sparrows fart for scans and injected myself happily taking each day as it came until I was being wheeled into a theatre and put nicely to sleep with the aid of dormican and pethadine and came out with a cool sticker on my hand. The OHSS struck at the right time I think cos it kept my mind off the fact that I had growing embies in a dish at the lab that needed to be obsessed about. And we all know the great time I had at transfer right?
So now I am sitting in my office hurridly typing this post before my guests break for tea and I’m feeling… weird. Disconnected. Like this is all a dream and that soon I’ll wake up and try to roll over and fall back asleep again. I must admit that the twinge analysis genes are kicking in but not quite to the extent that I had expected them to at this stage of the game.
Here I sit at 4DP5DT and it really does not feel real. But that being said it is EARLY days. Yes, very early days in this this we like to call the 2ww…