I mean, this is not news, but I just wanted to get the confession out there. After spending so much time fretting about my E2 levels, I was talked down off the ledge first by getupgrrl, and then on that strong foundation, by my doctor.
The first bit of good news was that the only phlebotomist who get get blood from me without torment was on duty at the clinic this morning. I was teary-eyed with relief when I saw her and couldn't stop myself from remarking remarking repeatedly and quite loudly "Thank God you're here," which--it occurred to me after the fact--might incur the wrath of the other phlebotomists who seem to have no qualms about hurting me when they're not even trying. At least, I don't think they're trying. Or weren't until I started playing favorites. Because I'm just self-involved enough to believe that they would actually care who "gets" to draw blood from the likes of me (I told you I was crazy).
Anyway, after the success of the blood draw, I was further cheered to find that my doctor was on monitoring duty so I got to check in with him. He took a look at my follicles, pronounced them mature--all 5 of them!--and said we'd trigger tonight. He said that my E2 levels were fine and pointed out that I didn't actually go to medical school so I should quit playing doctor. Okay, so he didn't really say that, but I could tell he was thinking it. He shook my hand and wished me luck, which was oddly touching.
So, we trigger with Ovidrel tonight and then the IUI itself is Wednesday. Hilariously, I'm trying to schedule around my Spanish class that morning because believe it or not, my grade is affected by unexcused absences, and I just can't imagine having to explain to my 25-year old professor why this is one absence he should excuse. Please, just spare me that indignity!
Yay! So your levels aren't an issue. I bet you're becoming a varitable administrative assistant (they run the world, you know) with the scheduling and unscheduling.
Perhaps you should think up some phrases to excuse yourself from class and entertain the professor at the same time:
Mira, profesor, no puedo estar en clase porque estare en la oficina de mi doctor, tratando de agarrar mis cinco ovulos maduros. (Look, professor, I can't be in class because I'll be in my doctor's office trying to catch my five mature eggs.)
Posted by: Julia | March 08, 2004 at 05:20 PM
Woohoo! Yay follicles! Go, little eggies, go!
Maybe if you said something about "insemination" in Spanish, that would at least embarrass the professor enough that no more excuses would be necessary?
Posted by: Jo | March 09, 2004 at 09:39 AM