The Beginning of Cycle #3

January 13, 2010 was a Wednesday.  After a late evening arrival in Rochelle Park, NJ the previous night, and then staying up too late before getting to bed, 5:00 a.m. was a rude awakening!  But then, isn't it always?  Neither Wendy nor I are morning people, in the traditional sense, so we made sure we had "electronic assistance" to arise at the proper time for a trip into New York City.

To add insult to the injury of getting up before the sun, the hot water was not working in the shower, so the assistance we really needed to wake up was provided courtesy of our hotel!  Brrr!!!

As I've mentioned before, the trip from our hotel to the treatment facility (The Center for Reproductive Medicine) was about 18 miles.  If we left early enough, it would take about a half hour; if we left slightly later, it could take closer to two hours!  This time, we actually made the trip quite quickly, but unfortunately Wendy forgot part of the protocol when we arrived, which involved "checking in" electronically, by swiping her card, which would trigger a nurse calling her in for a consultation.  After two hours, we finally checked into why everyone else was going in and we weren't; it was rather embarrassing when we discovered the error on our part...  :)

Once we finished at CRM, we went "across town" to the Apthorp Pharmacy to get medications we needed.  Back in NJ, we got some groceries at Shop Rite, then headed back to the hotel, stocked our refrigerator with the groceries, and relaxed for the rest of the day.  A simple lunch of sandwiches, a walk on the treadmill, then dinner from the microwave completed our day.  But, sitting around doing nothing begets snacking, so I made a late snack run to the store, getting some store-made egg rolls, barbecue ribs, lo mein, and wings.  Though they were mostly disappointing, no doubt having been under the warming lights for a while, they did serve their purpose, and were followed by a vending machine dessert.  Clearly, one of our coping mechanisms for the stress of our situation was food!

Wendy began her injection sequence with 20 units of Lupron that evening.  She never had a problem doing the subcutaneous injections herself, but I had always been responsible for the intra-muscular needles later in the cycle...