Here we go. The last time we went to Colombia was 3.5 years ago. There is a lot of excitement aside from the medical adventure we’re about to embark on. The doctor has been prescribing tests and medicine that I needed to get before I arrive and everything is in order. I’m taking contraceptives again so we can schedule my cycle precisely when I arrive. My husband and I are in the process of packing and re-packing bags because we bought too many gifts to bring to family members. It’s Saturday June 15th 2019 and we are finally flying home.
The doctor sees me the next day and explains the process again with drawings and photographs. After a sonogram, everything looks good. I go back to the clinic on Monday to get additional bloodwork done and to get the ovarian stimulating medicine, Gonal-F, and Letrozole pills. I stop the contraceptive pills and we have to wait for 5 days for my cycle to regulate again. On Saturday morning I’m half nervous about self-injecting the drug in my belly, and half excited with the official beginning of the process. Like clock-work, I got my period overnight. The injection turns out to be nothing, aside from a little sore belly afterwards, but my happiness returns when I go grocery shopping and buy granadillas. I’ve missed this little fruit so dearly for the past 3.5 years! This slimy and crunchy, and visually unappealing fruit makes my day.
We have now started the first of 4 IVF cycles (we chose the 4-cycle plan which includes everything for $10,000). We are mentally prepared to go through more than one, but really hoping this first one is the one. Being at home, away from work and with our parents, is also helpful for the emotional roller coaster that this is.
Today, with a little science and a lot of hope, we are submitting one more request to the stork!
A Stork's Journey 