Okie. Hospital called to say my progesterone is now at 59.97 (no measurement units) and that the doctor is satisfied with my current level, without a need to increase the dosage of my vaginal inserts.
The nurse went on to remind me about the blood test next Monday.
Seriously, AS IF I need any reminding?!! Lol.
Speaking of Crinone 8% gel inserts, I'm not sure what all the negative online fuss is about from some other IVF patients. They claimed its messy, etc etc.
Frankly, I dispute all those claims. They are far from messy, and in fact I think they are a breeze to use without any pain and discomfort. I read about all those progesterone oil injection leaving HUGE bruises on their butt....honestly, I dont understand why woman will want to put themselves through such unnecessary pain?
The gel is whitish and once inserted, much contradictory to some claims, it DOESNT flow out immediately. Neither do you need bed rest for it after application, life goes on. What you do need though is standby good quality pantyliner (use the kotex organic ones) to draw any discharge quickly away
I have read reports about constantly feeling discharge flowing through, and again, i have to say I didnt experience any of that. While I do need to change my panty liner, it's more to more watery vaginal secretions than usual but nothing excessive nor messy. You do not see chalky white all the time, only maybe rare occasions a few times a week. I did read somewhere that crinone gel (cream) works when u see increased water discharge.
Sometimes I think (personal view), i think when there is enough buildup inside the cervix area, it just gets dislodged and passed out together with our normal discharge. Otherwise, everything else is per normal.
The only thing I try to make sure is that I try to do the inserts same time each day.
I dont know...I just assume I should though there is no specific instructions otherwise.
One thing to note though, if you leave your panty liner unchanged over a long time, you may start to itch down there. That is prob one of the minor side effect but normally if you change your panty liner frequently (i change mine every 2-3 hours which by default 4hrs max is the norm even without crinone gel), u wont feel any itch.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Sunday, August 18, 2013
6 days past 5 day embryo transfer (6dp5dt)
19th August 2013
Went to get my progesterone level blood work tested today. Wont know the results till I dont know...I suppose if all seems fine the hospital wont call me.
Again, no symptoms.
No cramp.
No bleeding
No nausea
No sore boobs.
No nothing.
In fact, I LOST weight.
When I embarked on this journey, I was about 51kg.
During the injection, on average, I was 52.8kg, bordering on 53kg at nights.
After the Egg retrieval, I was back to 51.5kg.
After my egg embryo transfer till now, I am down to 50.5kg on average.
Interesting....
Went back getting groceries and life routine.
I try not to think about the 2WW wait which I have 6 more days to find out my IVF result.
Will it be success or failure? I am assuming everyone else in similar position will feel like they are serving jailtime. It would be fantastic if I could wait it out in a beach resort or something like the previous time I was waiting for my IUI result. Time passed by more swiftly and more things to distract me in Phuket.
Now, stuck at home. I have this incredible sense of boredom, a twinge of anticipation and a whole lot of overthinking. I sound soo pyschopath...
It's funny on embarking on this path of "parenthood wannabe" is such a toil on mental power. It's almost scary to think of all the possible ups and downs down this journey. The saddest bit, you don;t really want to tell anyone else who isnt in this journey because of various reasons. They wont understand, esp if its a big Fat disappointment.
I try to keep my mood lighthearted. No point ruining my days with things I have no control over. Easier said than done. I watched TV, read books, cook, clean to occupy myself. Yet, the mood is not something you can switch on and off.
I constantly have to remind myself "You gotto to be more level headed." Get a grip. Yet at the back of my head, I'm already toying with possible baby names in my head. My man, even though is more level headed than me accidentally let slip when he said "I wonder where we can put the crib" I had to stop him in his tracks and replied "I think u are thinking too far ahead love." To which he replied yeah...
This 2WW is when u learn to de-clutter your life and thoughts. Finding clues about yourself. Determine what will make or break you.
Ironically, the 1 hour stretches that I impose on myself is the best 1 hour everyday because I dont have to think. I dont have to think about if its a success. I dont have to think if its a success, will it be sustainable live birth. I dont have to think when will the session be if its a BFN. I dont have to think if its a miscarriage, then how soon after I can do FET and how old I will be...
That SWEET 1 hour is when I think of nothing else but deep breathing, feeling my muscles and breathing through them. As I do my mermaid stretches, my bridge, my cat pose, all I need to think about is myself, my body and my breathing.
I dont know how other people cope with their IVF journey.
I didnt know one of our common fren who had 2 beautiful daughters were conceived via IVF till like now, which is 5 years later. All I rem was she telling me it was a difficult journey.
I guess IVF is a very personal journey. You are cautious who you tell it too and that's the beauty of a blog. You can hide behind the veil and be utterly honest and indulge in self whinning.
I dont like to talk about mine in person with anyone. Prob not for the longest time. I dont even like to talk much about it with my partner. I didnt even want him to go with me on those hospital days updates, check ups, injections etc. I just find that I can handle it better facing it alone than having to bear the weight of someone else's expectation and emotion.
I'm crazy.
It must be the hormones talking.
Went to get my progesterone level blood work tested today. Wont know the results till I dont know...I suppose if all seems fine the hospital wont call me.
Again, no symptoms.
No cramp.
No bleeding
No nausea
No sore boobs.
No nothing.
In fact, I LOST weight.
When I embarked on this journey, I was about 51kg.
During the injection, on average, I was 52.8kg, bordering on 53kg at nights.
After the Egg retrieval, I was back to 51.5kg.
After my egg embryo transfer till now, I am down to 50.5kg on average.
Interesting....
Went back getting groceries and life routine.
I try not to think about the 2WW wait which I have 6 more days to find out my IVF result.
Will it be success or failure? I am assuming everyone else in similar position will feel like they are serving jailtime. It would be fantastic if I could wait it out in a beach resort or something like the previous time I was waiting for my IUI result. Time passed by more swiftly and more things to distract me in Phuket.
Now, stuck at home. I have this incredible sense of boredom, a twinge of anticipation and a whole lot of overthinking. I sound soo pyschopath...
It's funny on embarking on this path of "parenthood wannabe" is such a toil on mental power. It's almost scary to think of all the possible ups and downs down this journey. The saddest bit, you don;t really want to tell anyone else who isnt in this journey because of various reasons. They wont understand, esp if its a big Fat disappointment.
I try to keep my mood lighthearted. No point ruining my days with things I have no control over. Easier said than done. I watched TV, read books, cook, clean to occupy myself. Yet, the mood is not something you can switch on and off.
I constantly have to remind myself "You gotto to be more level headed." Get a grip. Yet at the back of my head, I'm already toying with possible baby names in my head. My man, even though is more level headed than me accidentally let slip when he said "I wonder where we can put the crib" I had to stop him in his tracks and replied "I think u are thinking too far ahead love." To which he replied yeah...
This 2WW is when u learn to de-clutter your life and thoughts. Finding clues about yourself. Determine what will make or break you.
Ironically, the 1 hour stretches that I impose on myself is the best 1 hour everyday because I dont have to think. I dont have to think about if its a success. I dont have to think if its a success, will it be sustainable live birth. I dont have to think when will the session be if its a BFN. I dont have to think if its a miscarriage, then how soon after I can do FET and how old I will be...
That SWEET 1 hour is when I think of nothing else but deep breathing, feeling my muscles and breathing through them. As I do my mermaid stretches, my bridge, my cat pose, all I need to think about is myself, my body and my breathing.
I dont know how other people cope with their IVF journey.
I didnt know one of our common fren who had 2 beautiful daughters were conceived via IVF till like now, which is 5 years later. All I rem was she telling me it was a difficult journey.
I guess IVF is a very personal journey. You are cautious who you tell it too and that's the beauty of a blog. You can hide behind the veil and be utterly honest and indulge in self whinning.
I dont like to talk about mine in person with anyone. Prob not for the longest time. I dont even like to talk much about it with my partner. I didnt even want him to go with me on those hospital days updates, check ups, injections etc. I just find that I can handle it better facing it alone than having to bear the weight of someone else's expectation and emotion.
I'm crazy.
It must be the hormones talking.
5 days past 5 days embryo transfer
18th August 2013 (Sun)
The 2 weeks wait is almost like an endurance game, as well as a test. A Test to see if you have what it takes to be a mother. The patience, the tolerance, the building acute sense of observation, the ability to keep your emotions in check.
It's virtually impossible not to goggle the web and read about other people's experiences. All those mums to be and new mums having already gone down this path.
It's 5 days past now. Another week to go.
Am going in to have my progestrone checked tomorrow.
Since it doesnt tell you if one is pregnant, it is not something to get excited or nervous about.
Last night though, in the middle of the morning at 4.30am, I had the sharpest pain at the lower side of my abdomen and slowly it develop into a stomachache. I hoped to sleep it off but it was futile. So I got up, went to toilet and had a minor bowel movement. As I bend over, my tummy felt better and the pain gradually ebbed away.
I will be lying if I say I didnt wonder at that instant if that is stomache or implantation pain. However, the fact that i DID have bowel movement is a very conflicting and confusing symptom too.
I couldnt get back to bed. I was wide awake. I laid down in the living room sofa and next thing I knew, it was 7am. I finally got tired again and went back to sleep, a restless one.
I jumped off bed and realised it was 11.30am.
Shit!
I panicked for a second coz I was 1 hour behind my usual time to take my Estrofem pills as well as doing my CRINONE 8% (progesterone gel), the vaginal inserts.
I calmed down alittle and when I was done, had my breakfast, massage and its time to cook dinner afain...
The 2 weeks wait is almost like an endurance game, as well as a test. A Test to see if you have what it takes to be a mother. The patience, the tolerance, the building acute sense of observation, the ability to keep your emotions in check.
It's virtually impossible not to goggle the web and read about other people's experiences. All those mums to be and new mums having already gone down this path.
It's 5 days past now. Another week to go.
Am going in to have my progestrone checked tomorrow.
Since it doesnt tell you if one is pregnant, it is not something to get excited or nervous about.
Last night though, in the middle of the morning at 4.30am, I had the sharpest pain at the lower side of my abdomen and slowly it develop into a stomachache. I hoped to sleep it off but it was futile. So I got up, went to toilet and had a minor bowel movement. As I bend over, my tummy felt better and the pain gradually ebbed away.
I will be lying if I say I didnt wonder at that instant if that is stomache or implantation pain. However, the fact that i DID have bowel movement is a very conflicting and confusing symptom too.
I couldnt get back to bed. I was wide awake. I laid down in the living room sofa and next thing I knew, it was 7am. I finally got tired again and went back to sleep, a restless one.
I jumped off bed and realised it was 11.30am.
Shit!
I panicked for a second coz I was 1 hour behind my usual time to take my Estrofem pills as well as doing my CRINONE 8% (progesterone gel), the vaginal inserts.
I calmed down alittle and when I was done, had my breakfast, massage and its time to cook dinner afain...
Friday, August 16, 2013
3 days past 5days embryo Transfer...
16th August 2013
Still dont feel anything much except there is noticeable increase in clear vaginal discharge. Also, felt a sudden surge of horniness in the morning which I had to let it pass since I read somewhere that having orgasm is bad for implantation due to uterus contractions.
It's only day 3 past transfer. 10 more days to go before I can get my official blood test. However, I prob could sneak a test at home on sat since I am calculating 12 days from hCg injection.
I shouldnt be reading all these online questions but its hard to resist.
I feel bad if my man gets disappointed.
I hope he doesnt gets too down if it doesnt happen.
Still dont feel anything much except there is noticeable increase in clear vaginal discharge. Also, felt a sudden surge of horniness in the morning which I had to let it pass since I read somewhere that having orgasm is bad for implantation due to uterus contractions.
It's only day 3 past transfer. 10 more days to go before I can get my official blood test. However, I prob could sneak a test at home on sat since I am calculating 12 days from hCg injection.
I shouldnt be reading all these online questions but its hard to resist.
I feel bad if my man gets disappointed.
I hope he doesnt gets too down if it doesnt happen.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
IVF Predict??
Was surfing randomly and came across this site called IVF predict.
http://ivfpredict.com/
Looks like my chance of conceiving is only 18% from this site.
http://ivfpredict.com/
Looks like my chance of conceiving is only 18% from this site.
2 days past IVF embryo transfer and drinking coconut still, while munching my dried seaweed.
15th August 2013. (Thurs)
Today is 2 days past embryo transfer.
I feel fine.
I am no longer nauseous.
I am starting to drink water normally again.
My hunger is back, in normal volume.
I also got back on my feet to get some housechores back in order.
In fact, my man already was waiting for me to cook his pork chop last night while he catches up on his work piling up due to all his leave.
As heaven willed it, yesterday was Typhoon 8 in Hong Kong.
That means everything shuts down.
That means I get an extra day with my man at home with me without leave.
I am soooo lucky to have my transfer done one day before. Else it would have been cancelled!
If Dr ingrid had not moved my egg retrieval day forward, I may have missed the transfer this time round. Hence, is it destined to have this child in me stay within me? I hope so really!
On Wednesday, I had mild diarrhea.
Gave me a scare and I went to google is that is bad.
Not much info really.
So I stayed off pineapple and kiwi which I suspect was the cause of it since I had it on Tuesday night after a long day of purely soup.
Yesterday, I had chicken soup again and I craved for fried rice.
So my man having the day off cooked fried rice for me, the way I like it with diced carrots, corn, chicken and onions.
I had mine with lotsa ketchup.
I have always like mine with tomato sauce but today I liked it especially more for the sweet sour taste. While he cooked, I did 45mins of stretching and breathing exercise. Life is good, Lol!
The whole day, I kept popping into the kitchen for bites of fried rice and soup.
My body really wanted soup.
At night, I pan fried 3 iberico pork and I ate 2! Lol!
I should have ate vege last nite but I was lazy.
So today, I woke up, fried myself 3 eggs.
I had a craving for capsicum and so I diced up some, mixed with tomatoes and ate them all up minus the yolk. I cooked some chinese spinach in a small bowl too and slurp that up.
Life is back again and slowly trying to get back into the rythmn.
Still thinking if I want to go to my eve language class tonight as I prepare for dinner, and sipping my red dates, longan ginger tea.
Tomorrow I have an acupuncture appointment.
I read somewhere that having it 3 days past the transfer is not effective but honestly, it doesnt matter, I just like to get out of the house and get my hips moving.
Currently I feel perfectly normal.
No sore breast. No weight gain.
No nothing.
Not even thirst like my previous pregnancy.
I try not to think too much and just focus on positive thoughts.
Time really flies!
Meanwhile, rather than the unhealthy sugary Gatorade which most American hospital seemed to encourage their patients, I opted to drink FRESH coconut water once a day, eat packs of dried seaweed instead. Those should cover my grounds for potassium, sodium and fluid.If you know what is in those packed drinks, you wont want to include all that in your body which is now the sacred temple for your baby. At the same time, I'm downing like about close to 2 litres of water per day. They say water helps the embryo cell division to work. I hope they know what they are saying!
Today is 2 days past embryo transfer.
I feel fine.
I am no longer nauseous.
I am starting to drink water normally again.
My hunger is back, in normal volume.
I also got back on my feet to get some housechores back in order.
In fact, my man already was waiting for me to cook his pork chop last night while he catches up on his work piling up due to all his leave.
As heaven willed it, yesterday was Typhoon 8 in Hong Kong.
That means everything shuts down.
That means I get an extra day with my man at home with me without leave.
I am soooo lucky to have my transfer done one day before. Else it would have been cancelled!
If Dr ingrid had not moved my egg retrieval day forward, I may have missed the transfer this time round. Hence, is it destined to have this child in me stay within me? I hope so really!
On Wednesday, I had mild diarrhea.
Gave me a scare and I went to google is that is bad.
Not much info really.
So I stayed off pineapple and kiwi which I suspect was the cause of it since I had it on Tuesday night after a long day of purely soup.
Yesterday, I had chicken soup again and I craved for fried rice.
So my man having the day off cooked fried rice for me, the way I like it with diced carrots, corn, chicken and onions.
I had mine with lotsa ketchup.
I have always like mine with tomato sauce but today I liked it especially more for the sweet sour taste. While he cooked, I did 45mins of stretching and breathing exercise. Life is good, Lol!
The whole day, I kept popping into the kitchen for bites of fried rice and soup.
My body really wanted soup.
At night, I pan fried 3 iberico pork and I ate 2! Lol!
I should have ate vege last nite but I was lazy.
So today, I woke up, fried myself 3 eggs.
I had a craving for capsicum and so I diced up some, mixed with tomatoes and ate them all up minus the yolk. I cooked some chinese spinach in a small bowl too and slurp that up.
Life is back again and slowly trying to get back into the rythmn.
Still thinking if I want to go to my eve language class tonight as I prepare for dinner, and sipping my red dates, longan ginger tea.
Tomorrow I have an acupuncture appointment.
I read somewhere that having it 3 days past the transfer is not effective but honestly, it doesnt matter, I just like to get out of the house and get my hips moving.
Currently I feel perfectly normal.
No sore breast. No weight gain.
No nothing.
Not even thirst like my previous pregnancy.
I try not to think too much and just focus on positive thoughts.
Time really flies!
Meanwhile, rather than the unhealthy sugary Gatorade which most American hospital seemed to encourage their patients, I opted to drink FRESH coconut water once a day, eat packs of dried seaweed instead. Those should cover my grounds for potassium, sodium and fluid.If you know what is in those packed drinks, you wont want to include all that in your body which is now the sacred temple for your baby. At the same time, I'm downing like about close to 2 litres of water per day. They say water helps the embryo cell division to work. I hope they know what they are saying!
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
IVF Embryo Transfer Day!
13 August 2013. (Tuesday)
Today's the day!!!
I am having my baby transfered back into me!!!
I dont mind 13th. 13th has always been a good number for me.
It is brewing a huge storm in Hong kong right now with potential to hit T8. It's T3 today and I am happy because it means my transfer will go on as per normal! Thank GOD!!
The rain was light as we made our way to the hospital. My man suggested a cab but I said no. I said I didnt want to stress about traffic jam and a good light walk is good for my blood circulation...hopefully. Lol.
I am LUCKY. I really am because it started pissing down buckets once I am safely into the hospital. My poor man couldnt grab a cab from the Long Q and so he had to walk halfway home before he could catch a cab. I told him to go back since I prefer he get some food ready for me than waste his time next to me.
It was a good choice since instead of 2pm, my transfer didnt start till 2.30pm onwards.
I was hungry but didnt dare to eat since it might not arrive on time. So i drank water but i wasnt in the mood of water. Instead I did some stretches and breathing exercises instead on my bed.
I met Dr Ingrid just outside her changing room and she asked if everything was fine. I told her it was fine except for the slight nausea feeling after the hCg jab which she nodded and said yeah that's normal. She asked if there were bloat or pain and I happily said no. So we strolled into the op room together and I was preped to lay down.
Dr ingrid asked my name again and the SOP questions to verify identity.
The lab lady came in and informed the doctor something.
I am still in the dark as to how many of my remaining 6 eggs made it to Day 5.
Dr Ingrid turned to announce that I have 4 eggs that made it to day 5, though some are still in the morula stage which she said is fine. So she is going to transfer 1 embryo and freeze the other 3.
Again, the one that is naturally fertilised will be frozen individually while the ICSI ones will be frozen in pair.
The one that will be transfered is the one that is fertilised naturally.
My man will be pleased. Hahaha.
The part I hate is the spectulum being inserted. I cramp up as usual and the nurse tried to get me to relax. Easier said than done lady. It took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and I was wondering what was taking the lab lady sooo long to just bring my embryo over.
They adjusted the ultrascan screen so that I have a partial view.
I didnt see the insertion of the tube but I definitely saw the embryo as a bright shining star inside me.
To be honest, I didnt feel particularly emotional but I was wondering why its sooo bright on the screen! They froze the screen and told me "The bright spot is your embryo"
Cool! So now I am pregnant so to speak. Heeee heeee
They wheel in my bed and had me gently move over from the op bed to my own bed and wheeled me back to my nice corner. The nurse said I can get up after 30mins but I laid there for an hour. I was practising my deep breathing and after that went for a pee. I was really hungry so I order a chicken soup.
It was quite funny because the nurse who came to take my order was discussing what soup to order. she told me winter melon is not good idea and alot of the otehr soup had vege that she is unsure if its good for me coz its too cooling. How sweet of her!! Suddenly, she rem there should be a pure chicken soup and flipped thru the menu and finally found it! How awesome is that! So happily I laid in bed and waited for my hot soup
It didnt taste as good as St theresa hospital soup but it was good enough for me. It felt nice to have warm soup!!
By the time I was done, changed and ready to pay, the rain has stopped!! OMG!!!
THANK YOU GOD!
The nurse gave me advice on Food Prohibition.
- NO papaya
- NO banana
- Prefer NO white veges
- Prefer NO watermelon.
- Prefer no raw food or things that may cause tummy upset.
I have to head back to check my progestrone level on monday 19th Aug (Mon), and finally the Hcg blood test on 26th Aug (Mon).
I took the elevator and I beat the crowd from the next elevator reaching ground floor. I brisk walk to the taxi Q and again thank GOD! There are empty cabs waiting and I am first in line! Talk about smooth and good timing.
I am really praying my good luck will hold and have this baby successfully with implantation.
The last time I had chemical preganancy, I had a lot of things working against me. I ate papaya, I ate iburphen for my cold, and alot of other crap for my cold.
This time round I am careful about my food and I am praying, and hoping that if god had made everything so smooth for me this whole time, please let me have a successful healthy birth too.
Of course at the back of my mind I had to stay rationale.
More than 60% of the patients for IVF first time fail.
So I am really hoping and praying for a miracle for both my man and I to cheer about not just in 2 weeks time, but in 9 months time.
I dont dare to get my hopes up because everytime when I get happy or excited, my joy always get taken away from me. It's almost like I cannot be excessively happy and I need to be in low profile about it. My man gets it and he too understand why I dont want to tell anyone about it.
I'm not obsessed about checking symptoms but I did check what are food to eat.
Wish me luck people.
Today's the day!!!
I am having my baby transfered back into me!!!
I dont mind 13th. 13th has always been a good number for me.
It is brewing a huge storm in Hong kong right now with potential to hit T8. It's T3 today and I am happy because it means my transfer will go on as per normal! Thank GOD!!
The rain was light as we made our way to the hospital. My man suggested a cab but I said no. I said I didnt want to stress about traffic jam and a good light walk is good for my blood circulation...hopefully. Lol.
I am LUCKY. I really am because it started pissing down buckets once I am safely into the hospital. My poor man couldnt grab a cab from the Long Q and so he had to walk halfway home before he could catch a cab. I told him to go back since I prefer he get some food ready for me than waste his time next to me.
It was a good choice since instead of 2pm, my transfer didnt start till 2.30pm onwards.
I was hungry but didnt dare to eat since it might not arrive on time. So i drank water but i wasnt in the mood of water. Instead I did some stretches and breathing exercises instead on my bed.
I met Dr Ingrid just outside her changing room and she asked if everything was fine. I told her it was fine except for the slight nausea feeling after the hCg jab which she nodded and said yeah that's normal. She asked if there were bloat or pain and I happily said no. So we strolled into the op room together and I was preped to lay down.
Dr ingrid asked my name again and the SOP questions to verify identity.
The lab lady came in and informed the doctor something.
I am still in the dark as to how many of my remaining 6 eggs made it to Day 5.
Dr Ingrid turned to announce that I have 4 eggs that made it to day 5, though some are still in the morula stage which she said is fine. So she is going to transfer 1 embryo and freeze the other 3.
Again, the one that is naturally fertilised will be frozen individually while the ICSI ones will be frozen in pair.
The one that will be transfered is the one that is fertilised naturally.
My man will be pleased. Hahaha.
The part I hate is the spectulum being inserted. I cramp up as usual and the nurse tried to get me to relax. Easier said than done lady. It took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and I was wondering what was taking the lab lady sooo long to just bring my embryo over.
They adjusted the ultrascan screen so that I have a partial view.
I didnt see the insertion of the tube but I definitely saw the embryo as a bright shining star inside me.
To be honest, I didnt feel particularly emotional but I was wondering why its sooo bright on the screen! They froze the screen and told me "The bright spot is your embryo"
Cool! So now I am pregnant so to speak. Heeee heeee
They wheel in my bed and had me gently move over from the op bed to my own bed and wheeled me back to my nice corner. The nurse said I can get up after 30mins but I laid there for an hour. I was practising my deep breathing and after that went for a pee. I was really hungry so I order a chicken soup.
It was quite funny because the nurse who came to take my order was discussing what soup to order. she told me winter melon is not good idea and alot of the otehr soup had vege that she is unsure if its good for me coz its too cooling. How sweet of her!! Suddenly, she rem there should be a pure chicken soup and flipped thru the menu and finally found it! How awesome is that! So happily I laid in bed and waited for my hot soup
It didnt taste as good as St theresa hospital soup but it was good enough for me. It felt nice to have warm soup!!
By the time I was done, changed and ready to pay, the rain has stopped!! OMG!!!
THANK YOU GOD!
The nurse gave me advice on Food Prohibition.
- NO papaya
- NO banana
- Prefer NO white veges
- Prefer NO watermelon.
- Prefer no raw food or things that may cause tummy upset.
I have to head back to check my progestrone level on monday 19th Aug (Mon), and finally the Hcg blood test on 26th Aug (Mon).
I took the elevator and I beat the crowd from the next elevator reaching ground floor. I brisk walk to the taxi Q and again thank GOD! There are empty cabs waiting and I am first in line! Talk about smooth and good timing.
I am really praying my good luck will hold and have this baby successfully with implantation.
The last time I had chemical preganancy, I had a lot of things working against me. I ate papaya, I ate iburphen for my cold, and alot of other crap for my cold.
This time round I am careful about my food and I am praying, and hoping that if god had made everything so smooth for me this whole time, please let me have a successful healthy birth too.
Of course at the back of my mind I had to stay rationale.
More than 60% of the patients for IVF first time fail.
So I am really hoping and praying for a miracle for both my man and I to cheer about not just in 2 weeks time, but in 9 months time.
I dont dare to get my hopes up because everytime when I get happy or excited, my joy always get taken away from me. It's almost like I cannot be excessively happy and I need to be in low profile about it. My man gets it and he too understand why I dont want to tell anyone about it.
I'm not obsessed about checking symptoms but I did check what are food to eat.
Wish me luck people.
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