Today’s ultrasound showed an 18mm follicle so tonight I get to trigger and Saturday is my retrieval date. I have just one shot, one egg. They told me I could cancel and try again, but they already started me at a high dose based on my lab results so I may end up again with just one. I have to just take what I can get at this point.
So they gave me all my instructions and while reading through I saw that I am not supposed to go in the pool for 2 weeks. So after all the shots, the bruises, headaches and sub-par egg results, this is the thing that finally just breaks me. The pool is my sanctuary, my stress relief, my little oasis. I just started crying in the car and it made it worse when my husband burst out laughing and wouldn’t stop. He laughed more when I told him he was being insensitive. He then tried to rationalize with some dumbass theory about how he wouldn’t be upset if he got a tattoo and couldn’t surf for 2 weeks. WTF? Because that’s really JUST the same thing.
And to top it all off, I was supposed to be a mermaid at an event next Friday. My mermaid tail goes up high enough to cover my bruises so I had been swimming around in the pool in my tail for months to make sure I would be a good mermaid. I was really looking forward to it because people often say I resemble Daryl Hannah in Splash when I wear my hair long and wavy. I even got an orange tail like her’s in the movie. So no pool and no mermaid 😦
I decided I am still going to go to the event, but I’m going to go as Madison when she first comes out of the water and has legs and somebody puts a big I Love NY t-shirt on her. At least I’ll be comfortable, lol.