I’m getting accustomed to beginning my days with a long commute to Kapiolani Hospital and winding my way up to the top floor of their congested parking garage nearly every morning. A handshake from the doc, ultrasound, and a blood test. Rinse, repeat. This all seems to be quite routine these days. Today was no exception, but perhaps this will be the last time for a while. The doc decided that I’m ready to be triggered.

He took longer with the ultrasound today, measuring all of the promising candidates for the egg retrieval while two nurses stood by: one recording the measurements in my chart while the other looked on. Being bare from the waist down hardly bothers me these days. I guess you can say it’s old hat now.

He recommended one last shot of Follistim at 4:00 p.m. today and instructed me to take the hCG intramuscular shot tonight at 10:00 p.m. sharp. Apparently, everything is timing when it comes to IVF. I am scheduled for the egg retrieval, D&C, and hysteroscopy at 9:00 a.m. on Thursday morning. Going under general anesthesia is always a little nerve wracking for me and this time makes my fourth time in as many years.

I have always said that this IVF process can only be taken one step at a time, and it is so true. Now, it’s time to pray that the eggs can be retrieved, then fertilized successfully. A few days after the retrieval, they will let us know how many Snowflakes we have.

Then, there’s the matter of my abnormal lining…

One. Step. At. A. Time.

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