moving along…

15 11 2012

Well, after my estrogen overdose this weekend, I further effed up by missing my estrogen shot which was supposed to happen Tuesday night.  I did it last night, in the correct amount! and hope it doesn’t mess me up to be a day late.  I don’t start Gonal F stims until tomorrow night, and I’ve been (at least) managing not to mangle any of the cetrotide/ganirelix injections.  I should be okay, but I will find out for sure tomorrow at my bloods and ultrasound.  Whiiiiiichhhhh… I need to schedule, right now.  God, I’m getting sloppy!

Oh joy… I’m supposed to get bloods and sonograms done the day before and the day after Thanksgiving, and then arrive in NY on 11/24, but I can’t do a local ultrasound the day after Thanksgiving as everyone is closed!  so just bloodwork on that Friday… even Dr. Braverman’s office is closed that weekend, and they say I don’t need another ultrasound and bloods until Monday morning 11/26!  I’m nervous about that– but Dr. B knows what he’s doing, so I guess I will just chill at my cousins’ house next weekend and relax…. ish….



One response

15 11 2012

Don’t worry, you know Dr. B, if at the time he thinks you should have a sono, he’ll make it happen! Since I had a 9pm sono on a Sunday thanks to Superstorm Sandy. No one else was there and he had to prop the front door open with a phone book. Most of the office was dark and it was somewhat weird, but he wanted to make sure I’d be “okay” until the storm passed. Anyway, don’t be nervous! If you need monitoring that weekend, you will get it.

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