Us infertile girls often talk in a lot of jargon. Even our husbands can be clueless at times. There’s abbreviations and medical terms that seem so foreign to those not personally affected by infertility.
Can you translate?
This girl is PUPO! Whoop whoop! One embaby is on board hopefully burrowing into his/her home for the next 9 months. Once the 2ww is over, I’ll have a beta done to see if the FET was successful.
How’d you do?
PUPO: pregnant until proven otherwise
2ww: 2 week wait (the wait between transfer and a beta test)
Beta: bloodwork to test for beta levels (the pregnancy hormone)
FET: Frozen Embryo Transfer (the placement of a thawed embryo into the uterus)
***Also, still confused about a part of the embryo adoption process? Or the medical part? Leave us questions you have below or PM us/the page, if you feel more comfortable. The next 2 weeks are going to be relatively uneventful, so we want to fill it by answering YOUR questions! All questions will be answered anonymously and there’s almost no question we won’t answer 👀👀👀***
Or Christmas in July for us!
Fun fact! Did you know that the pineapple is the unofficial symbol for the infertility community? Pineapples or eating the core itself is hoped to contribute to a successful transfer for many. The science isn’t 100% there, but it certainly won’t hurt.
Don’t forget to send us some virtual baby dust!
I’ve noticed that the infertility community doesn’t often wish each other good luck for a successful treatment and pregnancy, and with a diverse group of people, “sending prayers” can be inappropriate. Instead, they/we often say something to the affect of “Sending you baby dust,” or “Wishing you lots of sticky baby dust.” It’s like “break a leg” for performers.
But, we’ll take it all! Prayers. Luck. And Baby Dust!
Only 2 more days until Timon the Embryo is thawed and transferred ❤️
Lately, I’ve been asked a lot about how I’m “feeling.” I never know if people are asking physically due to the medication or emotionally.
I suspect both. And, I answer honestly in person, and I will here, too.
Physically? I’m pretty much my normal self. The medicines I’m taking don’t affect me as much as the ones I would need for an IVF retrieval. With embryo adoption, we were able to skip all that. My progesterone shots are causing more soreness than our mock cycle, but it’s tolerable. I need to buy a heating pad since the one I’ve been using is pretty much dead. I’m hoping that putting heat on the injection site will help (as I feel it has in the past).
Emotionally? I’m a mix bag. While some call me a pessimist, I like to call myself a realist. I typically prepare for the worst and hope for the best. So, I’m hopeful, nervous, and excited. I know what disappointment looks like. I’ve had countless cycles of disappointment. And, maybe because I don’t know what the excitement of pregnancy is like I can’t “see” it as well. I desperately want this cycle to be successful. I want Emma to have a sibling. I want more children. I don’t want to disappoint the donors. I know they don’t feel that way, but being on the receiving end of such an amazing gift, I feel it’s only natural to worry about their feelings in all this. With all that said, I still feel the most content I’ve ever felt during a treatment cycle. I know what to expect and having a little one does preoccupy most of my thoughts. I’m thankful for that.
For now, we have to wait 3 days for the transfer and then, wait another 2 weeks to find out if all this effort was worth it. Fingers crossed it is.
Yesterday, I had an ultrasound and bloodwork that showed we are 100% on track for having Timon, our embryo, transferred on July 25 at 11am. It’ll be Christmas in July!
Today, I started taking an antibiotic as a precautionary measure and will continue until the day before the transfer. I also started my injections of progesterone in ethyl oleate. We’re hoping my body will tolerate the new oil better than the sesame oil I’ve used before. I will have daily progesterone injections until we find out if I’m pregnant in August. If I am, I will continue for many weeks. If I’m not, I will stop.
The progesterone has to be ordered from a out-of-state pharmacy as most pharmacies don’t carry the one in ethyl oleate. It arrived in a small box packed with blue tissue paper. I’ve had shipments of fertility medicine from a national pharmacy in the past, and it always has a sterile fill to it. That’s not bad per se, but this pharmacy included some touches that made the experience more personal. While the tissue paper may seem simple, the pharmacy owners also included a thoughtful note about their personal experience with IVF, and they typically include some chocolate, too. Of course, summer weather and chocolate don’t mix, so I missed out on that. I’ll survive. We just need Timon to “stick.”
But, pregnancy math is on the same level as toilet paper and paper towel math for me.
With the knowledge of when our embryo will be transferred, we can estimate when my due date long before we actually transfer Timon The Embryo. It’s not official but an online calculator. It does factor in that our embryos are already 5 days old. Frozen in time in 2016.
So, transfer is slated for July 25. Timon is 5 days old. And, somehow I’m 1 week pregnant today. But, I’m not. ‘Cause pregnancy math is weird.
One step closer to getting this big girl a baby sister or brother.
Today’s ultrasound and bloodwork showed we’re right on schedule for our transfer on July 25. There was a slight concern I might need more estrogen in the form of patches, but my estrogen levels were perfect. Phew!