Last night I was a guest at a big event. It took me a long time to get ready in a very elaborate outfit. I lasted maybe 45 min before I had to leave for fear of puking under the table. It was only my 2nd day of the IVF shots and I wasn’t taking it so well. Because it was an appearance I had promoted for several months, a lot of people knew I was missing from the event.
This morning on Facebook I had a lot of messages from people asking if I was ok and what was wrong with me. So I decided to just fess up and did 1 post explaining to everyone I was going through IVF but had been keeping quiet about it. But I wanted to put it out there in case the sick thing happens again. But I also said I was not planning on chronicling the experience on Facebook, but on an anonymous blog where I can vent without fear of who’s reading.
The outpouring of well wishes was certainly soothing and I feel like a bit of the weight is off my shoulders.
Of course, some of the stuff I was trying to avoid did pop up. The usual “try acupuncture, it worked for a friend!” or “I know someone who thought they couldn’t get pregnant and then changed their diet and it worked!” As if I would make the leap to IVF without trying everything in the book? I chose not to respond to those well-meant suggestions. The one statement was enough. All other IVF stuff will be saved for posting right here on this blog- the one place I know people are not inane enough to go suggesting alternative ways I can magically get pregnant.