I’m posting several posts related to our June embryo transfer retroactively. As things were happening, I wasn’t ready to share. I ended up miscarrying on July 2, 2010. I have decided to share this information now that it is all over to educate everyone on what infertility really means, what it’s like to live with and go through. It’s something I never could have imagined ten years ago. It is my hope that someone reading this may be comforted that they are not alone or that others reading this might be able to understand our or others’ situation better. That is my only reason for sharing my feelings so openly, as I know that many of us are unable to be so forthcoming.
June 15, 2010
I learned two things this morning:
- Lovenox injections suck!
- I hope that I have to continue to take them for a really long time, because that will mean this pregnancy is going to last!
After the whole insurance debacle to get my Lovenox, I finally have it, and today is the day to start injections. I was really expecting them to not be so bad and be similar to my Lupron or any other belly injections that I’ve done previously. That was NOT the case. It really hurt going in, kept hurting because there was a lot of liquid to inject and then burned and ached like crazy afterward.
I had to go lay on the couch for a while because it hurt so bad. I thought to myself, Oh my God, this is going to be a wild ride. It’s only Day 1 and I’m not a happy camper. BUT, I just will remind myself every day why I’m doing this and I will continue to do anything to maintain this pregnancy.
I don’t think people can possibly understand the number of sacrifices we’ve made to get this far–and this is just one more… a really painful injection every day for 11 months. With treatment, I only had to endure 2 – 4 weeks at a time.
Eye on the prize. Eye on the prize.