Shit just got real. Monday was the start of my shots. Couple weeks of Lupron, then to stims.
My sperm donor even left a business dinner/meeting to give me my shot, even though I told him he didn't need to. I thought it was sweet of him to come support me like that, even though it was just an insulin needle. Still, feels like a big step.
I'm working out like a fiend because soon I won't be able to. This morning I went to boot camp, and this afternoon I'm going to Zumba. Yesterday I went to yoga and boot camp. I've done everything in the last couple weeks I won't be able do anymore: drinking, kickboxing, ice skating, golfing. I even got a spray tan for the first time, just because I could, which was ridiculous and stupid and I looked like a housewife of New Jersey.
My supplements are now forbidden. Now, it's just a prenatal and the meds on the med calendar. The hardest part to me has been no allergy medicine. No Claritin, no Benadryl, and I've been suffering. But I can deal, and, in the broader scheme of this awful process, I can deal with a constantly runny nose from whatever the trees are doing around here. Big steps... I can feel the success coming!