For weeks, I’ve been counting down the days until yesterday. Sunday. The day I start the IVF drugs. From the very beginning, it has seemed like none of this would feel quite real until I mixed those first vials of Menopur. Forget the needles—I was excited. At least, I was excited until I woke up on Sunday morning in a ridiculous amount of pain and found myself asking Catch to get me to urgent care ASAP.

I’d been feeling lousy all weekend. It started at dinner on Friday night, and persisted through the day Saturday. By Saturday night, I was miserable. I had shooting pain and tremendous pressure throughout my abdomen. I couldn’t even use a tampon—it just hurt too much. All I wanted to do was sleep. I took a 3 hour nap in the middle of the day, and probably would have kept right on sleeping if it hadn’t been so damn hot in the bedroom. Silly me, I attributed my misery to the combination of metformin and my period, and convinced myself that I’d feel better when I woke up on Sunday. Obviously that didn’t happen.

So, off we went to urgent care. I’ve had a PPO my entire life and I’ve never had to worry about what doctor I can go to, but my insurance changed to good old Kaiser on August 1st. Nothing like having a genuine medical problem within your first few weeks in HMO land. We ended up driving almost 20 miles to a Kaiser urgent care facility. Fun.

Props to Kaiser, though. When we arrived—at 8 am on a Sunday—there was one woman in the waiting room and one woman ahead of me at check in. Within 10 minutes, we were all with a nurse. By 9 am, I had a diagnosis—my first ever UTI (Really? Now?)—and antibiotics. It was also suggested that I could skip a few doses of metformin until I’m feeling human again. THANK YOU, KAISER. Everyone was fantastically nice. The doctor repeatedly wished us good luck with IVF. It was very sweet.

One dose of antibiotics and one more three hour nap later, I was starting to feel human again. Hallelujah. I really couldn’t take much more of that pain.

Given the weekend, last night’s injections weren’t exactly met with the fanfare I intended. Catch was sore and tired from her softball game and I was totally over my excitement. But we did it. We loaded up that Follistim cartridge and mixed those vials of Menopur. I injected the Follistim in my stomach, and Catch jabbed the Menopur needle into my ass. We are one step closer to this mystical IVF baby, and I am one dose of antibiotics closer to kicking this UTI to the curb.

Phew. What a weekend.

16 thoughts on “*Yawn*

  1. Damn. A UTI now, really? I’m sorry that the damn infection had to rain on your parade because, yes, its 100% legit to get excited about jabbing a needle into your own stomach – it comes with the IVF territory. I hope everything in your lady region is back to ship-shape ASAP!

    • I think the needles make me happy because they’re so concrete. Like, “Here is this pointy stabby thing that is tangible proof of your attempts to get pregnant.” Versus the mysterious egg and sperm that we never REALLY see. We are told they are there. Supposedly the catheter is filled with them. Yet they remain mysterious. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. 🙂

  2. UTIs are the WORST. Glad it was dealt with quickly, as they can escalate very quickly to a kidney infection. Get well soon, and yay on starting your injections! Strangely enough, my favourite part of the whole IVF craziness was the injection routine. It was something I was so scared of, but overcame quickly, and by doing so, I felt like a rockstar. “Injections? Meh. I do ’em myself!” Lol.

  3. Wow! I’m so glad that you’re okay. I hope you are in much less pain. I’ve only had one UTI and it was pretty terrible. Hugs to you! I’m glad the medicines went okay. I hope things will be easier for you from here on out.

  4. Ugh! I’ve had one UTI in my life and I wanted to rip my insides out it was so painful! Glad the antibiotics seem to be working…and those IVF needles are the worst, but it’s a whirlwind! Before u know it, they’ll be transferring those little embryos! So exciting!

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