I was back again the next day for a scan to see how things were progressing. This day was a lot tougher as things were going very differently than my last round and although I had held it together well so far, I felt myself drifting towards a more emotional state.
I was told it was pretty much ‘same, same’ and that the ‘Lone Ranger’ was looking good but still way too small and again my lining was not coming to the party and was still too thin. There would be another scan tomorrow.
I didn’t quite make it through this appointment as brave and as stoic as the others and after waiting half an hour in a room half naked with too much time to think, watery eyes accompanied my shot of Cetrotide (again to starve off ovulation….again resulting in a rather annoying itchy red rash on my stomach).
I had taken 2 weeks off to do this second round (1 week taken off school and 1 week being our school holidays), and I was 1 week into it with 1 week to go.
Feeling myself about to go down a path I really wanted to avoid, I appealed to my fantastic ‘WhatsApp’ and ‘WeChat’ groups to send me funny pictures, gossip and messages to help keep my mood up and to help combat the boredom. Treating the first few days like a holiday and then going away overnight had helped but now being held hostage in Athens by daily scans and injections left me bored, as I had done a lot of exploring in my previous week and the weeks I had been in Athens for my first round in the summer. They were incredible and sent me awesome snaps as they had ‘no more sleeps’ and it was our works October break and I got amazing photos from all over the world. It really lifted me up and got me through – it’s always the small things.
I ended up making myself feel miles better by going and buying new Italian lingerie – to be honest I couldn’t quite believe that I could fit anything in the store but I found a few! An excellent distraction for my scan the next day and the feelings of dread that I had begun to have.
Shopping – making people feel better since ages ago.