IF and the City

I used to feel sad when I watched the episodes with Charlotte failing over and over again while trying to get pregnant. Little did I know that my own attempts would lead me on the same sad journey. We've now passed 4 years in the trenches. 6 failed IVF/ICSI cycles = nothing. Time for something new - donor eggs. Success at last. Now for round 2.

Friday, July 20, 2007

Cold and Chilly

‘You’re very compact’ my Ob. Advised.

‘That’s good’, he followed up with. ‘It means you’ve got a good metabolism, you haven’t put on much weight so far, and you’ve got the biggest growth period coming up (34-38 weeks)’.

‘Doctor – all-day, every-day people talk to me about my size – they all keep saying ‘you’re all baby’.

‘Yes, they’re right, are you worried about anything’.

‘Hmmmm ... well - if I’m very compact – do I have enough amniotic fluid?’

‘Yes, but I may do a scan at 36 weeks, just to check everything is good, but actually I couldn’t be happier with you’.

He also advised we were no longer in ‘breech’ position. Eek, that word! Two weeks ago when he told Mr. S if he put his hand just above the belly button he could feel the head it seemed cute. I wasn’t thinking ‘Breech’ = scene from a cottage in a medieval village with a large ruddy faced midwife calling for towels and not looking anyone in the eye!

Meanwhile my cold took a firm hold (sorry), after more time off work, staying home, staying warm, drinking lots of fluids for 4 straight days and feeling no better, I went back to the doctor.

‘Well you’re doing all the right things, but I think now it’s time to take some anti-biotics and start knocking these infections over’.

‘No worries’.

Seriously, if the solution had been pigs blood I would’ve had the same response.

Three weekends housebound, numerous time off work, I’ve got to start feeling better.

It’s no surprise - conditions for the ‘perfect storm’ as they say – sad emotional times mixed with the coldest winter in 50 years (apparently) collide perfectly.

It’s always the same with me – my emotional state being linked so closely with my health.

‘Of course it’s no surprise’ echoed my kinesiologist. ‘This is bacterial, not viral’, ‘yeah good’ I thought. She did some work on my current emotional blockages – sadness and anger, as well as trying to clear thru all the bacteria. ‘Two or three days’ was her verdict.

Great, look forward to it.

6 Comments:

At July 20, 2007 6:11 pm , Blogger Drowned Girl said...

I hope you feel better soon

xx

 
At July 21, 2007 2:34 am , Blogger Thalia said...

Ouch, it sounds like your body is really hurting. I hope the antibiotics, and the talking, help. You've had a lot to deal with, there's a lot of grief out there for you. Make sure you know it's ok to feel sad, no matter how happy the impending arrival will eventually make you.

 
At July 21, 2007 5:29 am , Blogger Lut C. said...

I'm really glad the doctor was happy with your compactness. :-)
Even better news is that the baby has moved into the right position.

Too bad it isn't all roses and moonshine. The cold sounds pretty awful, I hope you recover very soon.

It seems the weather fits your emotional state as well.

 
At July 24, 2007 12:31 pm , Blogger Bumble said...

Hope you feel better soon, glad things are going well with your little one! x

 
At July 25, 2007 5:24 am , Blogger Mary Ellen and Steve said...

I am so glad that all is well with the baby. Sorry that you are sick though. I hope that you feel better soon.

 
At August 05, 2007 9:23 am , Blogger millie said...

I hope you're feeling much better by now.

 

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