First of all, woah. You guys blow me away. Thank you so much for the overwhelming response to my last post. I never would have guessed there would be so many warm and heartfelt congratulations on our good news.
I had a message from my clinic yesterday afternoon regarding hormone levels. Cue freak-out.
I called back and was told my estrogen and progesterone are fine, but my TSH has gone up slightly to 2.94, which is well within normal limits for an un-pregnant person, but because I no longer fall into that category (still so weird!), they want me to take medication. I’m now on 25 mcg Levothyroxine. I was warned this medication could cause heart palpitations, so I’ll be looking forward to that. I did my best to stay away from Dr. Google, but did find myself going to the keyboard during the 3-hour wait for my labs today.
Beta #2 is 350. So I can breathe yet another sigh of relief.
While I had a nurse on the phone, I asked about sex.
Hubby’s been dying to get some sexy time for weeks. We haven’t come anywhere close since I started stims (except for that one time when I was starting to feel really bad for him, but there was no reciprocation because I was way too scared).
During IVF, it was off-limits, but now? Logically, I know it’s fine, but emotionally? I’m terrified this little embryo(s?) will somehow be jostled loose, and that will be the end of my one and only short-lived pregnancy. Crazy? Probably.
So I asked the nurse who had just told me my beta had doubled nicely, and she confirmed that it’s just fine. Which, of course, I knew.
But then we have the added problem that I don’t feel sexy. Like, at all. I’m bloated and gassy. My boobs hurt. And I haven’t been sleeping well, so I’m kind of exhausted.
Maybe this weekend I’ll rest up and find my mojo.