All the medication arrived today so it’s starting to feel quite real. I’ve kind of coped with it so far by pretending it’s not happening (which probably isn’t healthy) but I am quite an obsessive/stressy person - part of the reason why we didn’t start in May after the nurses appointment when it was clear DH couldn’t attend all the appointments with me to keep me calm and take notes. I feel in a much better place now and feel much better knowing DH will be there.
DH had taken responsibility for putting all the medication times and dosage in his calendar because I also have a phobia of needles - he hasn’t shown me the needles but it took 3 abortive attempts to watch the how to videos. I’m just trying to talk myself positive thinking that at least I’ll be at home with the injections and DH will be doing them and I can take as long as I need. I fainted on the last blood test 😭
We haven’t told anyone we are doing ivf, my mum knows we have been ttc for years and that we went to see the fertility clinic in June 2020 but not that we have now said yes to ivf. I don’t want the added pressure from well meaning friends/family and I want work to be a distraction where it is just “normal”. It sounds like I’m a total wimp but I’m not really, I run my own business and have 15 staff and usually totally in control of situations but this feels so far outside my comfort zone.
I do find it a bit frustrating that DH is almost completely sidelined by the clinic, all communication comes to me through my portal (not a joint one) and the nurse was just like ….so MRnortherndrake are you ok to just turn up on the day and give your sample. I was thinking, no, he’s going to be chief organiser, chocolate provider, nurse and general stress ball for me. There is no way I would be doing this without him by my side.
I also have a big do in London for work for an award I’ve won for female entrepreneur which is 3 days after estimated transfer day. 🫣 so something to look forward to but praying transfer isn’t delayed.