It's no secret that I'm a hands-on type of patient. Heck, I'm a hands-on type of everything really. So when I got my medicine schedule on Sunday (125 mg everyday for a week and then monitoring) I knew that I'd be calling new RE and asking her - really? are you sure? Because I've had nurses and PA's set my medicine schedule and you know how many babies it got me? ABSOLUTELY ZERO.
So I called the doctor's office and, after a couple days, I got her on the phone. She dialed me back from 125 to 75 starting tonight until Saturday.
Here is my schedule:
CD3: 125
CD4: 125
CD5: 75
CD6: 75
CD7: U/S medicine TBD
I better not blow up. I just feel like I'm going to blow up. I am doing everything in my power to prevent that but I'm quickly learning that I really don't have any control over what the fuck goes on in my ovaries.
I just want two really fucking awesome ovaries. Is that too much to ask?
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