One Day At A Time

This week is the WEEK!

I can’t believe the time has come. Last October when we were talking about when to start, we were all so bummed that we had to wait until the summer; especially the end of the summer. Now we have finally arrived on retrieval and transfer week! Docs are thinking that there will be a retrieval on either Thursday or Friday. Hopefully tomorrow they will have a better clue. Then two days later, it is transfer time! Honestly I don’t know much about the retrieval or transfer. I don’t know when they fertilize, how long they have to wait before they transfer, etc. Sometimes I find it odd that I don’t have those answers. Then again, some of the best advice I was given from others who have gone through IVF is to take it one day at a time. They were not joking. So until that time comes, I am not going to worry about it.

I think about that advice: take it one day at a time. I will never forget waiting for FedEx to drop off my meds. I had no idea what to expect. I saw them come up the driveway with this box that is 15x15x15ish – panic set in a little bit. I opened it and thought “shnikees, I eventually have to TAKE all these meds?” At the time I had to make sure I had everything and as I was looking at all the meds, I started to freak out a little bit because I realized all of those meds would eventually go into my body. Of course the one that took up the most room was the one I needed to take for my heart (it’s a pre-filled shot, which is nice). When my nurse called to talk about “the plan” she gave me the tentative times to start certain shots. She said that it changes daily and I didn’t really understand why at the time. Boy do I sure get that now! You really can’t “plan” much in the IVF process. As much as I don’t know what my body will do, neither do they.

So one day at a time it was/is. When I had to jump up to 3-4 shots a day, I was a little overwhelmed the first day. The next day was better, and the next, and now it’s nothing. Sometimes people will ask how many shots I am on and tell them 3-4 (depending if I have a chance to quick mix) and they are shocked. To me it seems like nothing now! The bruises and marks on my stomach say otherwise I suppose. Every other day (for the past 2 weeks), my medication amounts have changed. That’s just something you can’t plan for. Quite honestly, it is nice because it forces you to take life a day at a time.

That is going to be the story of this week as well. With all the ultrasounds, medication changes, and other pills/shots, to remain sane, I will have to take it one day at a time. So much excitement about this coming week, but still a lot to figure out! That is why the verses below, which have been some “life” verses for me, mean so much:

Do Not Worry

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?

28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.