*Kind of whiney pregnancy post ahead. You’ve been warned.*
Last week, Dr. C instructed me to continue 1/2 cc PIO injections through Saturday, skip Sunday, and get labs done today. Which I did. This afternoon, I called to get the results, and it turns out that, even though my progesterone levels were good (67!), he still doesn’t feel comfortable having me stop the injections. So I’m back on 1/2 cc every night until he gives me further instructions.
I was so looking forward to this feeling more like a “normal” pregnancy. To not have my husband give me nightly injections to keep it going.
I shouldn’t be disappointed. It’s not like I was expecting to stop PIO injections at 7+ weeks. I was expecting to be on them at least through week 10. But Dr. C put that hope in my head (he’s really good at that) and made me believe things were going well enough that I could stop the extra hormones. And then he changed his mind (also, really good at that).
So, more needles this week. More thick injections through a long-ass needle. More squats to keep the ache to a minimum.
In symptom news, I felt like shit all weekend. I slept a lot and didn’t get off the couch or leave the house, for the most part. This morning I had some short-lived nausea just after eating breakfast. I’ve also had
severe annoying seasonal allergies, which was one thing I was looking forward to the side-effects of pregnancy wiping out. Alas, that is not the case.
Just to be clear, I am thrilled to be pregnant, despite these mild irritations. I know I don’t need to say that. But I’m saying it anyway, just in case there was any doubt.