Yesterday when brushing my teeth before bed, my mental calendar started alarming. My brain is amazing for only reminding me of things when I need to remember them, and it’s also very very reliable. And thus, I rely on it. I pulled up my FET calendar – sure enough, I started Lupron shots last night. 10 units, subcutaneously. Easy as pie, and hopefully I won’t have massive side effects. We’ll see!
Also, if this sounds awfully blasé, it’s because it is. I will summon up some hope and good feelings for this embryo once it makes it through thaw. Before then, and before it has safely been transferred, this is just a check-the-boxes routine I’m doing, with only vague abstract reasons as to why.