Adventures in Connecticut

Well, I am home safe and sound from the procedure.  I flew up Thursday, had the procedure Friday, then flew back Saturday morning.  The trip was fairly uneventful, which I suppose is a good thing.  The procedure went well, as was expected.  The pregnancy test is the 30th, so just one more week!  Here's my rundown on what happened.

Thursday morning, I woke up at 5:20 a.m. because I had to be at work at 6.  I had to give myself enough time for my injection and to get ready.  I got to work at 5:50 and proceeded to work til about 12:15 or so.  I went home, finished packing (I had packed the majority Wednesday night), and got everything into the car.  I had to check my bag because of the needles I had to take for the injections.  At 2:30, I left the house and headed for the place I normally park at when I fly.  I parked and took the shuttle over to the airport, where I quickly checked my bag and then went through security before heading to my gate.  At that point, I had about 1 1/2 hours before we started boarding the flight.  I killed the time by reading, playing games on my phone, and texting people.  We finally boarded the flight (it was a full one) and took off for Westchester County, NY.

Headin out for the great unknown!

When we landed, I realized just how tiny the airport is.  Only a few carriers fly out and they only have about 6 or 7 gates.  Apparently, it used to be a private airport before they brought in the bigger airlines.  The driver that took me to the hotel called it the "rich people's airport."  The description fit, I suppose.  It felt small and exclusive.

We got to the hotel and the first thing I saw was the Christmas tree.  It was small, but gorgeous, and made me feel at home.  They also had a tray of sweets at the reception desk, should anyone want to indulge a little.  I resisted the temptation, though it wasn't easy.  I got my room and discovered it was very close to the lobby, which was nice.  I don't enjoy traipsing all over a hotel to get to where I need to be.  The room was also nice.  It was a king-size bed and felt very homey.  Well, as much as a hotel room can, anyway.  I tried getting a workout in that night at the fitness center, but it was so small with only a few machines, it was difficult. I ended up running a lap around the outside of the hotel to get the rest of it in.  It felt good to get outside and run.

So beautiful!

My lovely room

The next morning, I tried to sleep in.  My body wasn't having it.  I was up before 8, showered, and headed to breakfast before 8:30.  The parents were supposed to pick me up around 11:30 and take me out to lunch.  After enjoying a lovely breakfast,  I headed back to my room and waited.  They sent me a text that they would be a little late because traffic coming from NY was horrible.  There was a lot of construction, apparently.  They finally arrived around 12:30.  We had to be at the clinic at 1.  You know what we did?  We stopped at a diner and grabbed lunch to go.  We got to the clinic a little after 1 because traffic sucked in town, too.

Ready to get pregnant!

At 1:45, I was led into the back area to get changed and get ready.  They drew my blood and then brought the parents in so they could watch the procedure.  They sat at my head so they wouldn't see anything too revealing.  It was still a little awkward.   The procedure started around 2:10 and was done by 2:15.  It really is a very simply process.  We all got to watch the embryo go in.  It's pretty cool to watch.  After that, I had to lay flat for 20 minutes.  Remember how I said in the last post that I had to show up with an uncomfortably full bladder?  Well, it definitely was, and I had to PEE.  Finally, the dad went to find a nurse to see if I could get up (it had been closer to 25 minutes) and they said I was good to go.  I just had to take it easy the rest of Friday and all of Saturday.

Saturday morning, I woke up, headed to the airport, and flew back.  Now, I'm on restrictions until at least the pregnancy test comes back.  So, I have to miss work today at least.  It kinda sucks, but it's nice to get a day at home with the munchkin.  8 more days til we find out if the pregnancy took and then I'll have my first ultrasound shortly after that.  We'll find the heartbeat and then we might be able to change medications, or at least switch what I take when.  It'll be nice.  I'm excited, but nervous.  The parents are, too.  So, keep your fingers crossed that next Monday brings a positive result!