That old familiar prick....

No...not an ex-boyfriend. I'm talking about needle pricks. My 1st shot for cycle #6! Ganirelix for suppression.

I really think I've lost the plot because I have actually been looking forward to it. Not because I like the pain or anything (if you are into that...that's cool, just not my thing)but I find some sort of comfort in the routine, I suppose.

I am always so hopeful in the beginning....before the 1st follie check...before I can obsess about my E2 levels...before I feel like I am already carrying quintuplets because my ovaries and the surrounding reproductive organs are so bloated. The shots make me feel like I am doing something...working towards my goal...instead of just sitting around waiting for a miracle. I would love to have that miracle break cycle BFP but in all my years on the infertility message boards, I can count the # of times I have seen that happen on 2 fingers. So, the shots give me control and I like control so I like shots. I just had a flashback of proofs from Math II. You remember proofs: a convincing demonstration (within the accepted standards of the field) that some mathematical statement is necessarily true. (Extra credit for knowing the def. because I suck at math!)

Anyway, now, I wait for Flo. She should be around before the weekend is over. Weekends and holidays are her favorite time to visit.

Later! :)