In preparation for IVF (in vitro fertilization), my doc has started me on a cocktail of drugs which include pills, injections, and patches. Today, Hubby shot me up with the last of 3 daily doses of Ganirelix, a subcutaneous injection administered in the thigh and I’ve been wearing estrogen patches since Saturday.

I figured that the injections would probably be one of the worst parts of this whole IVF ordeal, but thankfully, I have a caring (and brave) husband who is willing to play the part of my in-home nurse. So far, the subcutaneous injections haven’t been too horrible, but I am dreading the intramuscular shots that I’ll to have to take on the butt and on my stomach! Yowch!

I don’t know if it’s the hormones, my imagination, or the Jack in the Box Sirloin cheeseburger that I ate for lunch yesterday, but I am feel pretty puffy these days. No mood changes as far as I can tell, some tiredness (but I’m always tired anyway), and aside from feeling like a cow and eating like pig, I have been feeling pretty good. I hope that I’ll be able to tolerate the upcoming treatments equally well, which will commence within the next week or two. However, dropping $2500 for the drugs alone, may be enough to make my stomach turn.

On Thursday: Yet another ultrasound. Oh, goodie.