A trip to the Mother&Baby unit, a trip to the Emergency room, and a pregnancy announcement.
One word… life is… interesting!!
On Tuesday, DH & I decided that we wanted to go out to dinner and called to see if another couple wanted to join us. We are very close friends with this couple, and enjoy each other’s company… the only thing being, she is 35+ weeks PG. But that doesn’t bother me much now. I just look the other way when she carasses her belly! This is the same couple that broke their pregnancy news to us when we broke the news that we were doing IVF#1!! I know… absolutely bad timing! But, they really are good people at heart and they didn’t even know what an IVF was… and I feel very comfortable hanging out with them. Anyways, back to Tuesday… they said they couldn’t join us because they were in the Mother&Baby unit having just delivered abt 6 hrs ago!!! Apparently she went into early labor at around 2am and things just progressed really fast. Both mom and baby are fine. Baby is in the NICU because he was a premie. Hearing all this, I… was not fine. My chest constricted with sadness on the doubt that I would ever get there. Would that ever be me? Would I ever call someone from an L&D ward? It was weird. DH and I decided to go visit them. We stopped by to get flowers and chocolate. The visit went well. Luckyily for me, we didn’t go visit the baby. I don’t know how I would react to that. But, I survived.
The next day, aka yesterday, I had to work late to catch up on some stuff. DH was supposed to pick me up after meeting up with a couple of his work buddies at a bar. I get this frantic call from him 30 mins earlier than our scheduled time asking me to come out of work fast (he waits at the parking lot), that he has to get somewhere really fast. Huh??! Whatever! Run down, get in the car, and he tells me we are heading to the emergency room. What??!? Apparently one of the work buddies that he was hanging out with fainted!! (No… she wasn’t drunk or anything). Apparently, a couple of mins after fainting, she got back up and was talking fine, but then she started throwing up!! And the paramedics were rushing her to the hospital. So… we head to the ER. I know… back in a hospital… two days in a row. Have I ever told you guys that I hate hospitals??! Blah!! Her boyfriend was there with her, she looked fine, walking and talking ok. And they were still running a battery of tests to find out what happened. Decided to give them some privacy, gave them our numbers, and left the ER.
Crazy day…. come home… I get a call from a high school buddy claiming that she has good news to share!! Blah! blah!! blah!! I know… I just know that when people tell me that they have some “good” news, it can’t possibly be good for me! Hey… just because that is good for you doesn’t mean that it is good for me! She was pregnant was expecting around August! Goddamn… if my FET worked and I didn’t go through a miscarriage, I would have my baby before her! Ugh!! I hate remembering such things. What.Ever!
Today… no hospital visits… yet! And I plan to keep it that way! :)
There is one good news to share… haha… don’t worry not that kinda “good”! Today is CD1. Which means, I get to start my BCPs for IVF#3 on Saturday!! Woohoooo! I am soooo excited! I love it… absolutely love the new beginnings. I have been aching to get a schedule for IVF#3. And my IVF coordinator promised to call me first thing tomorrow morning with it. I will let you guys know as soon as I can. This is so cool. My optimism is creeping up and I can’t wait to get started.
IVF number 3 is on its way. I really hope third time IS the charm! :)