Three-ish days until we know the result of this cycle. Yesterday I went to my final acupuncture appointment and today I am cooking for a client. I am not cooking again until Friday. The days have been going by a little faster than they were at the beginning, but still painfully slowly. Mike asked me the other day whether this two weeks of waiting is worse or whether the daily shots are worse. This is definitely the worst part of the cycle. Waiting and thinking way too much about Thursday’s phone call that will either make me over-the-moon happy, or will devastate me again.
We went out to dinner last night to celebrate my 31st birthday (or, 29 for the 3rd time – I think I almost believe myself that I am still 29 since I keep saying it so much) to an amazing restaurant in Chicago called North Pond. We had the chef’s tasting menu, which I love to do, and we had morel mushroom soup as well as a ramp sauce with our halibut cheeks. I tried sweetbreads and halibut cheeks, neither of which I had ever had before, and everything was absolutely delicious. The soup and the ravioli course were both a little over-salted for my taste, but other than that I had no complaints. Mike is always very generous and thoughtful with his gifts. This year he replaced my broken iPod for me (with his credit card points), and I thought that was going to be my whole gift. But he also gave me tickets to a Jack Johnson concert in Wisconsin, so we’ll go away for the weekend in June. He also wrote me the most thoughtful, heartfelt letter about how proud he is of me and how well I have dealt with this whole IVF thing and also opening my business. I cried at the dinner table.
So, ndanukiwi, you’re right - in a lot of ways I am really lucky and my 30th year was great – graduating from culinary school, leaving my painful office job, and starting my business. It unfortunately gets a little overshadowed at some points (a lot of points…) in this IVF rollercoaster. I am still struggling in a big way with seeing pregnant women all around me – I haven’t seen a pregnant woman and not felt intense jealousy in close to two years. And living where I do in a big city I see a lot of pregnant women. Yesterday alone I remember seeing at least 6. The “why can’t it be me” thought comes unbidden and immediately. And frequently.
Tomorrow I go for the first “beta” test, but they said they won’t call with the results of this one. I probably could do a home pregnancy test tomorrow or Wednesday or Thursday. I have seen so many negative results on them, though, that I feel like maybe I should just wait and not psych myself out one way or the other. Who knows – maybe the HCG is still in my system from the trigger shot. A false positive would be the worst case scenario. So, I’ll try to be patient until Thursday afternoon when the doctor’s office will call with news. My Thursday shadowing plans got cancelled, so I am going to have to find a way to entertain myself during the day. I did e-mail a friend to see if she wants to get lunch that day. Hopefully it will work out.