The thing you're not told about IVF

My second round of stim medication was much more successful than the first.  The first only gave me 2 eggs, one did not fertilize, and the other one did and then stopped.  This time I produced 6 eggs, 3 of them fertilized right away, and 2 hadn't at the time but I shouldn't count them out.

Last time, I did 29 injections and my doctor thought maybe it overloaded my body and I wasn't able to produce very much.  This time I took an oral medication for 6 days with an injection in the evenings.  Once I stopped the oral meds, I had one injection in the morning and one in the evening.  Last time, I didn't have bruises.  This time my stomach looked like this:

But you know what, if it gets me my take home baby, I'll take it. And it definitely gave me better results.  Look how happy I am when I found out they retrieved six eggs:

I'm wearing that oxygen mask because apparently when I am put under to do the procedure, I stop breathing.  I get assisted breathing and I am the only person in the whole office that gets this special treatment (because I am the only one in the whole office who needs the special treatment).

What I was not told was how much you crash when they take out your eggs.  Last time, it was the end of the school year so I was busy with that and most teachers are "over it" by that time anyway.  Plus, the hormone protocol I was given, obviously wasn't very good as I didn't react to it.  This time, the crash has been awful.  I get it, I produced all these hormones and then the things with the hormones come out and now it's like my body is falling off a cliff while trying to develop wings to fly.  Think postpartum.  Think menopausal.  Think Hell.  Cause that is what it is.  I definitely don't feel like myself.  Then I get upset that I don't feel like myself, which causes me to be upset that I am upset, and so on and so forth. Then logic tries to step in and tell me everything is going to be alright and it's just the lack of hormones and I am like "Shut up logic, you know nothing! NOTHING!!! It is clearly the end of the world."

And I get to experience this until my cycle starts over (please be soon, please be soon).  So I am excited about the 3 embryos and possible 2 more, I am ready for it to be Saturday around lunch time to see how they did, I have no hormones (I mean I do, but I'm not feeling them), and I am currently hiding in the nursery because even the cats are annoying me.

Again, if this brings me my take home baby, it will all be worth it.