Ola ladies,
So, I've been off this site for quite some time, having had the super fun experience last year of a BFP, which ended in a fecking blighted ovum. After some gnashing of teeth, a bit of wailing and some finger swearing at the universe (and whatever higher power may be out there) I calmed down, climbed off my high horse and got busy again.
6 months of Clomid yielded absolutely bugger all (all it did was mess with my sleep, which was terrible as sleep really was my thing and something I excelled at).
Anyway - finally got myself signed up for IVF with the good old NHS and have just completed Round 1. My official test date is tomorrow, but what with me being a crazy, hormone obsessed person of the female persuasion, I've been piddling on anything stick shaped since 5 days past my 5 day transfer, and have been getting little BFPs. At first I thought it might be my trigger shot working its way out, but having been on a rampage of progression checking (see attached photo) I reckon Im definitely el preggo. I did a CB digi test on 7dp5dt and got a 1-2 weeks reading. Is that not too high? I dont reckon it could be a double bubble baby as they only put on blast back in (bless it).
Cue utterly unreasonable paranoia about having another blighted ovum. Would you believe that I am now fretting that my lines are too good for the stage Im at, and itll all go horribly wrong again, and Ill have to take up some sort of dangerous hobby to get my mind off it. Not to mention the looming loominess of another round of IVF dont get me wrong its great when it works, but holy hell, it sure does bugger up a girls system!
I just need someone to slap me through the medium of words and reassure me that yes, I am being mental and should get a bloody grip!
Ive got a testing bonanza happening tonight and tomorrow planning to piddle on my second Digital and see what that says, followed by a standard CB blue dye, and then my last FRER and an IC tomorrow. I just wish the underlying terror at this going wrong would f*** the f*** off! Every time I feel myself getting even remotely excited I have to choke chain myself back to reality.
Arrrrgh! It never just rains, huh?
So, I've been off this site for quite some time, having had the super fun experience last year of a BFP, which ended in a fecking blighted ovum. After some gnashing of teeth, a bit of wailing and some finger swearing at the universe (and whatever higher power may be out there) I calmed down, climbed off my high horse and got busy again.
6 months of Clomid yielded absolutely bugger all (all it did was mess with my sleep, which was terrible as sleep really was my thing and something I excelled at).
Anyway - finally got myself signed up for IVF with the good old NHS and have just completed Round 1. My official test date is tomorrow, but what with me being a crazy, hormone obsessed person of the female persuasion, I've been piddling on anything stick shaped since 5 days past my 5 day transfer, and have been getting little BFPs. At first I thought it might be my trigger shot working its way out, but having been on a rampage of progression checking (see attached photo) I reckon Im definitely el preggo. I did a CB digi test on 7dp5dt and got a 1-2 weeks reading. Is that not too high? I dont reckon it could be a double bubble baby as they only put on blast back in (bless it).
Cue utterly unreasonable paranoia about having another blighted ovum. Would you believe that I am now fretting that my lines are too good for the stage Im at, and itll all go horribly wrong again, and Ill have to take up some sort of dangerous hobby to get my mind off it. Not to mention the looming loominess of another round of IVF dont get me wrong its great when it works, but holy hell, it sure does bugger up a girls system!
I just need someone to slap me through the medium of words and reassure me that yes, I am being mental and should get a bloody grip!
Ive got a testing bonanza happening tonight and tomorrow planning to piddle on my second Digital and see what that says, followed by a standard CB blue dye, and then my last FRER and an IC tomorrow. I just wish the underlying terror at this going wrong would f*** the f*** off! Every time I feel myself getting even remotely excited I have to choke chain myself back to reality.
Arrrrgh! It never just rains, huh?
Hope this is a very sticky non-blighted-ovum-y egg
x
congrats x
