What a weekend to recap!
Friday was Christopher’s birthday so we decided to accept an offer to go bowling with family and friends from church. The evening was spent enjoying fellowship of others and full of laughter. Dare I brag a little that I improved over my once high score of 63 to a new high of 102. That’s right – one oh two – ain’t no stoppin’ me now!
Saturday morning we woke up at the break of day to head over to RHS for CD 28 bloodwork. My favorite phlebotomist greeted me and we made small talk during the 5 vial collection. She reminded me before I left that any and all results of bloodwork are put onto the Patient Portal for review within 4-6 hours post appointment time. “The only reason we will call you this afternoon is if your HCG comes back positive, we’ll want to let you know the good news right away!” I thanked her and said my goodbyes to the ladies in the office.
The rest of the morning was spent running errands and picking up flowers for a special little lady that we’d be seeing later in the day. I got out of the shower at 12:19. At 12:21 I heard “Enter Sandman” coming from my phone – I looked down and saw Reproductive Health Specialists’ name showing up on my phone’s screen. “Oh my God – is this really happening?! But how? I didn’t even detect a positive OPK.. maybe January was our Miracle Month..?! Oh my God! Oh my God!!!”
“Uh, .. hello?”
“Ye – … yes..”
“Hi, this is Annette from RHS. We were calling to tell you that your Prolactin results couldn’t be run in our lab today, we had to send them out to a different lab to ensure they’d be covered under your insurance, and I just wanted to let you know we’ll call you Monday with those results.”
“Oh, um.. ok. Thank you for letting me know that.. did any other results come back yet?”
“Yes, Chels, I’m sorry – your HCG was negative and progesterone nearly didn’t register.”
“Ok – thank you for the call..”
My voice trailed off. I don’t even remember saying goodbye to her. I can’t explain to you the roller coaster of emotion that was those 3-5 minutes of my life on Saturday. I went from drying my hair, and getting ready to a state of pure elation and joy to feeling like my heart had been ripped out, and torn in two. I will be the first to admit that I tried (and failed) to mask my disappointment in front of my husband. I quickly disappeared back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. I had hoped that my sobs would be masked my the sound of the hair dryer. But before I knew it, the tears just started flowing, and kept coming. How could I have been so silly..?
We left for the afternoon and drove into downtown Pittsburgh to watch our niece in her first on stage performace at the Byham Theatre. I will be the first to admit that all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball, and well.. bawl. Like, I’m talking Ugly Cry – those of you who know what I’m talking about understand. As the afternoon went on, we found ourselves enjoying watching her sing and dance. We couldn’t be more proud of her – hopefully Saturday was the first of many on stage performances for her. Everyone surprised her with roses, and you know what – seeing her eyes light up when she said “Are those all for me?!” – gah! My heart overflowed. I have to include this picture of her photobombing us holding her roses 😉
Sunday we enjoyed a day with family as we celebrated Christopher’s birthday. Later in the evening, I asked Christopher if he made a wish befor he blew out his candles – and he simply nodded. I think we all know what he hopes for in his 32nd year.
Today I spoke with my OI Coordinator from RHS and she informed me that my Prolactin level has not decreased at all over the last 5 weeks. I am still stuck at 83. Queue the aggressive treatment protocol! Instead of taking Bromocriptine 2.5mg twice per week, effective today I will be taking 2.5mg daily. I am hopeful this aggressive plan works, but I am nervous to see the side effects that may follow. We shall see, but in the meantime, I’ll keep reminding myself that it will all be worth it.