Once again this morning I headed out at the crack of dawn for my 7am ultrasound and bloodwork appointment at the IVF clinic. During my ultrasound, the tech found about 14 big follicles that were 15mm or bigger (the biggest was actually around 20mm) and some smaller ones too. She seemed pretty impressed at my egg-laden ovaries and I told her it was easy for her to say when she wasn't the one doing her impression of a chicken in stirrups (ok I didn't actually say that, but I wanted to.) The tech seemed to think that I wasn't going to be ready for trigger until Sunday, and I started to rehearsed my explanation to my supervising partner that my "surgery" was going to be on Tuesday instead of Monday like I had previously told her.
After my appointment I raced off to an interview with an insurance company that a recruiter had set up for me. It went really well, and I was so relieved that I had fibbed and told my secretary that I would be in late because of a doctor's appointment I had this morning because I was in the interview for almost two hours. The interviewer would be my supervisor if I get this job, which is good because we really seemed to get along well. While the interview went really well, the next step would actually be yet another interview with the regional VP instead of an actual offer. I left the interview pretty positive about the whole thing, mostly because the interviewer said he would be in touch soon (yay!) I only felt a minor pang of guilt when I got into the office later that morning, and I confess that pang was awfully brief.
When the clinic called me early this afternoon to give me my instructions I expected the nurse to tell me that I needed to come back in tomorrow and that I would have my retrieval on Tuesday. I was really surprised when she told me that I didn't need to come in tomorrow, and that I would trigger tomorrow night for a Monday retrieval. I kept pestering about whether she had been given the right instructions, and while she laughed I'm sure she thought I was a pain for not believing her. I'm still feeling so surprised by this development that I'm kind of in denial that it's already happening on Monday. But then again, I guess the sooner it's over the better.
So I trigger tomorrow night some time. The only wrinkle being that we're supposed to go to M's mom's house tomorrow night for her Tiki themed birthday party. The best solution I can come up with is that we'll have to bring the Ovidrel with us in a cooler or something at do the shooting up at her house. That should make for an interesting party side show, shouldn't it?
Good luck with the interview! Sounds really promising.
Your u/s results sound GREAT! Great number. Good luck with retrieval on Monday and I'll be crossing my fingers for you for lots of dividing thoughts :)
Posted by: Emily | November 05, 2004 at 07:51 PM
Well done on stimming. Those eggs sound nice and fat.
Tiki-themed party. Please dont tell me the "tiki" is NZ wooden carved souvineer with green stone eyes. Thats a fertility symbol of the Maori's and they offered it to their invaders (white man) as a peace offering when they arrived in NZ hundreds of years ago. You tell me, what native inhabitants would offer thier invaders a fertilty idol unless they wanted to get wiped out!
If it is that, dont touch it! If not, have a good party.
Posted by: kath | November 05, 2004 at 08:54 PM
Sounds great!! Best of luck on Monday. I hope all goes smoothly.
Posted by: Nina | November 06, 2004 at 08:19 AM
I hope there are loads of pretty eggs on Monday and that everything goes well!
Posted by: ankaisa | November 08, 2004 at 07:33 AM
Good luck with both the interview and the retrieval.
We'll be thinking of you.
Posted by: april | November 08, 2004 at 01:31 PM