You know when you have to pee so bad your kidneys hurt? Anyone, anyone? Well that is what my ovaries feel like. Yow. I think they do that on purpose so that you look forward to the egg retrieval. Which for me is tomorrow morning. They will go in vaginally and suck the little buggers out with a mini vacuum. Sounds like fun. Each follicle doesn't necessarily contain an egg. But they examine them through a microscope and collect them all. Then they each get their own petri dish and sperm companion. Talk about taking the romance out of it. They will call the next day to tell me how many successfully fertilized.
I feel really positive about this. I allow myself such thoughts as "why wouldn't this work?" But maybe my journey isn't done. Maybe I still have lessons yet to learn. I mean after all if someone had asked me before if I was a strong person I would have said yes. But apparently fate, life or whatever felt like testing that and building me up even more. The best part of this so far. The people. You guys here with you unwavering support. My family's thoughtfulness. My husband's willingness to conquer his own fears. The companionship of my bulletin board friends and fellow infertility soldiers. Those women have met more adversity and pain in their journeys then you can believe. There is a whole world out there I never knew existed. I hope that our journey will end soon but I am thankful if I brought comfort and understanding to other couples like us.
I will try to post tomorrow when I get home. But I will be put under for the procedure and probably will be out of it for the rest of the day. My mom is skipping work to come with us. I didn't want Tom to be alone in case anything happened to me. Then my mom will stay with me the rest of the day here at home. The timing of this unfortunately has Tom back at work afterwards and late into the night. He has a program due for a customer on Thurs. But I figure if I get the laptop upstairs I can still get online. Tom says if only I'd done more drugs I wouldn't be so effected by them. There is a lesson for the kiddies.

Alisa. 36. New Hampshire. Married for two years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my four and a half year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (5). Just had our first child together, a boy, Harper(born June 10). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.

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You are truly an amazing woman, and Tom sounds like an incredible guy. You both would make incredible parents - I am pulling for you like crazy!!!!!!
i am thinking egg. egg egg egg egg. little eggs getting sucked into vacuums. and then having parties with little sperm. good luck tomorrow!
Oh Alisa, I'll be thinking of you tomorrow! (((HUGS)))
You're funny. Taking the romance out of it, huh? : ) Good analogy with the having to pee, too. I suppose that, if you're that in tune with your body, you really can feel your ovaries about to burst with goodness. Good luck, Ms. Alisa.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you!