This morning’s scan showed my follicle has progressed to 17 (or 16.5) mm. I’m doing a trigger injection tomorrow night (seems a bit early if I’m only 17 mm?), then transfer will be Wednesday. My lining as 8 mm though, so that sounds good to me.
This all seems surreal. Can I really be doing this again? Yet it all feels like I’ve never been away. The nurses and receptionist all remember me and chat – but with the added bonus though that they ask after Little Spark. It is like going away on holiday, then returning to work and it feels like you never went.
My husband’s reaction was odd though. He’s been fairly meh about the whole thing, but when Bill said transfer would be Wednesday he got quite excited and a bit stunned that it was all really happening and so soon. ‘Cuz being male he doesn’t remember how any of this works at all. It must be nice.