So, I was suppose to hear from the fertility clinic today. I've been waiting for this day. It's egg extraction day. Today we were going to find out if we absolutely get some eggs and how many. I've been cleaning all day to prepare for 4 days of bed rest and to keep my mind busy. They are suppose to make our embryos today.
After 2pm, I really wanted to call, but sometimes they don't call until after 6pm. I didn't want to be a bother and I knew they would call. I was just sure.
It's 9:30pm. No call. I'm emotional and worried. I'm on my second day of Prometrium and still on the Estrace and they don't call. That's just not very nice!
Andy has been gone this week. He came home tonight and finished watching his basketball that he taped. His mind is on basketball and nothing else, which makes me sad. March Madness has completely filled his mind. None of this normally makes me cry, but, of course, I can't stop. Our future is depending on the outcome of what happened today and Andy is worried about stupid basketball.
Anyway, it's my birthday tomorrow.
I'll be 40.
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