Ahhhhhhh...Freak Out!

Ok...major freak out moment yesterday.

The one thing that has put me at ease the past couple of weeks is my complete lack of spotting. You see, I have always been a spotter, and this is a tell-tale sign that my least favorite "Aunt" is coming for a visit.

I kept telling myself that this whole IVF thing actually may have worked because of the lack of spotting.

However, yesterday was a different story.

There was spotting. And I freaked out.

Now...it wasn't a lot and it wasn't bright red, but still...it was unexpected and I didn't like it...didn't like it at all.

Of course I called the answering service, because I wanted to hear someone with a medical background tell me everything would be okay. I held it together long enough to speak my name and number clearly, but as soon as the nurse called back I lost it.

Imagine for a moment the "waa-waa-waa" sound of Charlie Brown's teacher.
Now imagine it about 10 octaves higher.
I cannot control this high-pitched voice when I am upset. I don't know why. It sounds so awful.

But...I calmed down enough to let the nurse tell me that it sounds as though the Endo.metrin may have caused some irritation and it should taper off.

And thank goodness it did.

I so badly want to see a little heartbeat on that monitor this Friday. I think many of us try not to get too attached to the little guys we have inside of us, for fear of losing them. But, I am past that point. I am attached.

I just hope someone in there is too.