Last week I had my baseline ultrasound for our FET. It went smoothly... no cysts, and my lining showed that I was at the very beginning of my cycle, just like it was supposed to.
Yesterday was a lining check ultrasound, which was the second of three appointments I had made for ultrasounds. The third was for this coming Thursday, and was dependent on the results of yesterday's. Happily, when I told Anna how thick my lining was (10.9 mm), she told me to go ahead and cancel that appointment! In her words, "It doesn't get any better than this!" Yippee!!! I took cookies with me to yesterday's appointment, to thank the office staff for taking such good care of me. All of the extra orders and prescription-writing I've needed from them has really been above and beyond the call of duty! So they got Almond Joy Chocolate Chip Cookies (from Six Sisters' Stuff) and Quadruple Chocolate Soft Fudgy Pudding Cookies (from Averie Cooks)!
I am to keep on Lupron for two more days, then switch to having Ethan give me the dreaded Progesterone in oil shots at night. These will continue through transfer, and I think through my two-week-wait? I also start Doxycycline and Bromocriptine (aka Bromokryptonite) on Friday, which will also continue through transfer. :-)
I spoke with my maternal-fetal medicine specialist (high risk obstetrician)'s office last week, to see when they wanted to see me. Typically, an RE follows a patient through the first trimester of her pregnancy, then passes her back to her regular ob/gyn, but since my RE is in another country, I needed a slightly altered plan. They said to see Dr. Altman, my regular ob/gyn, for my betas and the rest of first trimester (or at least through week 8), and that he'd hand me off when he thought it was time. So, yay for that much of a plan!
BFC is very much oriented toward positive thinking, and I find myself feeling generally more positive and optimistic as their patient than I used to feel before finding them. But every once in a while, I catch myself being absolutely CERTAIN that I will be pregnant in just over a week, and it scares me. I was fairly certain last time, too... what if it doesn't work this time, either? I know that if I'm certain, and I'm wrong, the pain will be even worse.... I am terrified of having to pick up pieces of a shattered heart again, and honestly can't picture myself finding strength to do this all again after another disappointment. Please pray for peace and courage for Ethan and me....