Hi Girls--
Neffi--I feel your pain! There is nothing worse than waiting for the nurse to call. Wishing you a sky-high beta! High beta! High beta! High beta! (Imagine I am chanting this in a sing-songy game show way!)
Rinnie--Given the overstimulation last cycle, I think you are wise to demand more frequent monitoring. I am REALLY pulling for you.
Dakota--I didn't have a ton of symptoms and frankly I was convinced that it didn't work. You may want to hold off on the HPT for a few days to ensure an accurate result. Good luck!
Prawnster (Louise)--If the 90% fixation is making you crazy, here is a sneaky alternative: Why not request a beta from your regular doctor before you tuck a rose behind your ear and head off to Spain? If it's positive, you can celebrate. If it's negative,you can pour yourself a tall sangria (I am HOPING you have a sangria-free holiday!). In the meantime, try to relax. Hold Gabriel tight and kiss his face until he squirms!
JHarris--I am glad you made the decision to move forward. I am envisioning a kindly bank officer (like George Bailey in It's a Wonderful Life) reviewing your application and stamping a giant red APPROVED on top. Fingers crossed!
LB & Rubylee--How are you girls feeling? Sick? Tired? Moody? Yesterday, I yelled at DH for making the bed incorrectly. "YOU KNOW I LIKE IT FLUFFY!"
IrishHope--As unpleasant as OHSS is, I imagine that the gallons of liquid you're guzzling is going down a bit easier with that divine little embie growing inside of you. And given all of that Gatorade, I expect GREAT things from you son or daughter in the 2028 Olympics.
SDTrying--Gee, thanks for the career counseling! However, I suspect that once my belly pooches out, my porn star breasts will fail to draw. So exotic dancing is out. But, perhaps, on the the thread, when we are not obsessing about follies, fert reports and betas, we can develop a line of IVF greeting cards. Here's one:
Your follies are growing nicely,
And you're feeling big and fat.
But try to look on the bright side
Dh scoops litter for your cat!
Update: Today I went in for b/w and an u/s. I don't have the results from my b/w yet, but the scan! Oh the scan! My RE told me up front that it was too early to see a heartbeat, but I did see the most exquisite, beautiful, charming, intelligent, friendly, gracious, polite, artistic, self-motivated, humorous, tenacious little dot on a screen. I love that little dot already.
After my appointment, I was scheduled to head down to Trenton for a conference. Instead, I called in a personal day, shed my business suit, donned a t-shirt, linen peasant skirt and flip flops and headed off to the quaint little Italian market down the street. I selected plump organic chickens, fragrant boughs of rosemary, papery white heads of garlic and the most adorable little fingerling potatoes. As I type, my house smells heavenly as it all roasts, bathed in a fruity olive oil. I feel poetic and happy and Earth Mothery. I want to feed and nourish the world!