TODAY'S THE DAY

I know I'm not the first one of us to have an IUI, but this is a first for me. So I'm a bit nervous. And also terribly excited.

I mean: what if this is IT? WHAT IF.

I can hear you all now. "Oh, that Ms. C! She's so naive!" But, really, I can't help but wonder. And of course I think of the bloggers who I read who actually did conceive with their first IUI. (Thanks for the hope, gals!) So for today I shall be innocent. (Get back to me in two weeks!)

The C should be home any moment to pick me up so that we can go to do "his thing". Then we wait an hour, and it's my turn. I should be home by 10.30. (It's interesting- from most of my reading it seems that the men go and give their sample alone. The C always wants me to be with him. I don't mind, I actually think it's pretty amusing.)

Of course after all my worrying about my father, The C asking for the time was really no big deal. We had already told my parents about our IF (prior to The C needing to take time for our first round of doctors appointments), and it seemed that they understood somewhat wheat was going on, and what could transpire in the future. I even sent them link on the internet to read up on IF and procedures. I guess much didn't sink in, for when The C said, "We are going to the doctor for insemination on Monday, I will need a few hours off in the morning," my father's response was, "why can't you just do it at night at home?" (He thankfully omitted the end of the phrase "like everyone else does".) The C started to explain how we needed the embyologist (at my clinic it is the embryologist who does all the sperm-work), as well as the doctor and the nurse, and that of course, we have to work around their schedule, and not vice versa. I think it was at the word "embryologist" that my father sorta waved his hand and said, "take the time you need, if thats what needs to be done."

It's like they want to know and they don't want to know at the same time. Like they get it, but also they don't get it. I'm probably not alone in having parents who react like this. But it's hard to really garner support when this is what we are dealing with.

Alright! Here is The C hanging over my shoulder. I'm off. Perhaps I will update later, but I won't be telling you anything that the vast majority of you don't already know.