Another Girl, Another Planet

I am wandering about today, like a fog has descended and covered my brain. Love those hormones, eh?

Thank goodness I am not at work because who knows the havoc I would be wreaking? Yes, I am not at work. Hurray!

I decided for my own knife-edge sanity to take the next 4 weeks off work, Yes, the next 4 weeks. I am looking forward to ignoring the phone, watching crap TV and ordering Mr P about, especially when it comes to housework. I am going to lie there like a pasha and in fact, I may even get a bell to ring. Hee hee.

Being a donor egg recipient means that you follow a medicated FET protocol, nothing more, nothing less. Sniff Synarel twice a day and pop some oral estrogen (Progynova). I started last Tuesday on 1mg twice a day.

My lining is being a bitch or maybe that is just my perception.

I had my first lining check today and it was 5.5mm. Is this really bad after just over a week on the hormones? I have been googling like a woman possessed but all I find are so many different combos of Progynova that my head is spinning.

I have to up my estrogen dosage to 3mg twice a day. Sigh. I was so looking forward to going to that damned clinic and have things go right for once. How naive of me!

My donor has her first stims check tomorrow. I made her up a goodie bag of 3 giant bars of M&S Swiss chocolate, some nice oil for her old stretchmarks and the new Marion Keyes book. It does not really cover my gratitude but it will do for a start. I might even let her babysit on a regular basis, you know, in a few years down the road.

Quick, get out your voodoo dolls and lucky white heather and think great follicle numbers for her tomorrow. Otherwise, you know the kind of whining and shit you will have to put up from me. I am just saying!