First and foremost – a HUGE congratulations to Sara from Somewhat Lower for her BFP! Round of applause everyone! I have been following her cycle closely, and I am so so delighted for her.
On the IF front, we arrived in Cape Town yesterday for a week’s holiday (and to watch my dad and the Hoff do the Argus). This coincided with my CD5 scan. Luckily for me I have been to an IF doc in just about every town here, so I had a standby guy to do the scan. Dr H (yes, Tertia’s Dr. H!) checked for cysts – got the all clear. Already a couple of follies growing, so things are looking good. One big one, and a little cluster of secondaries on both ovaries. I got my first Gonal F injection – STABBED rather unceremoniously into my stomach. I have to have one every second day until day 9, and I rather proudly told the doc that the Hoff would be doing all my injections. He raised his one eyebrow (“Bold and the Beautiful” suspicious look) and said in his thick Belgian accent, “Vhy, iss khee a doktorr or sumzing?” I said no, but he knows how to do it. So the doc explained how to mix the various little vials together and we were on our merry way, R1760 later. (South African currency – Rands)
Spent the evening with the fam. Very pregnant but lovely SIL and brother popped in to say hi. Almost as pregnant sister popped in just before that. And guess what: I was fine. I feel fine. Happy. Positive. Like, my turn will come, and why waste time being sad when I can be happy in the meantime. I’m in a really good place. And I’m in Cape Town, which helps. Looking out of the window at the mountains, and the little squirrels scurrying around in the shade of the grand oak tree outside, one can’t help but feel good.