Today in the space of about 20 minutes, I was told start to Lupron, then not to start Lupron, then that we might not get to transfer after all. @#*$&*!
Mia’s blood work showed a ridiculously low progesterone level, inidcating that she has either not ovulated yet or she ovulated so far back that she is getting ready to start her period. The fact that Mia felt some fairly strong cramping on one side about nine days ago makes me quite nervous. %$#*@&!!!
Mia will have blood work again on Thursday. If the blood work is indicative of ovulation, then we’re set to go. If her progesterone level does not indicate ovulation, we will not be able to cycle in time for a May transfer and will have to wait until July. %#$*&@(#!!!!!!
For $hit$ and giggles, I’ve been instructed to go ahead and start Lupron today just in case we will be able to move forward.
The worst part of it is the emotional damage this back and forth is doing to Mia. "I don’t know from where to take the strength to go on…" she said today. *sigh*
I could curse up a mother*%&$^ing blue streak to rival the mouth of a mother$&#(@!)ing sailor right now, but I feel oogy about cursing within the same context that I ask for prayers. If you can spare them, please give them. Both curse words and prayers.