Tomorrow we have our first mid-cycle ultrasound for our first IUI, and I'm terrified.
We'll cover everything leading up to that first. We had a follow up appointment with our RE who started out the visit with saying " I don't know why you're not pregnant yet." With weighing the options between IUI and IVF the three of us decided that IUI was a practical choice, if I ovulate from the tube that isn't blocked we have just as much chance as a healthy couple. So with that we're here hoping that my right ovary puts out this month.
I took a month off in order to give my body a break and it felt good not to have to down a fist full of pills throughout each day. It was sad, because I felt like I was wasting an entire cycle and realistically you only get 12 chances a year.
Our baseline ultrasound went swimmingly and I should be optimistic, I want to be however when I was sent the package of needles and medicine it made my heart sink. What if I do all this and I have nothing to show for it?
I hate needles, I hate the idea of having my husband give me shots in order to successfully carry a child. However when I glimpse at the baby aisle in Target, or see my husband playing with a friends baby I know that its all worth it.
I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but hopefully we see one or two follicle on the right side, then my night will end with my husband playing nurse and shooting me up. Should I write that in the baby book?
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