Date: 30 September 2009 08:15:17
*Disclaimer - this post was not written this morning, I am deliberately posting these entries on different dates so that I can be fully open about this IVF stuff without people knowing exactly what is happening when. It's a self preservation thing, with all of the injected hormones I become a bit of an emotional wreck, and am saving myself the pressure of people curious to know outcomes before I'm ready to tell.
The package arrived today. On time, just as they said it would. I would have liked to have left it until I needed it, but contents had to be checked, and some needed refrigeration. The package contained four different types of drug, three I have taken before, one new (let's see if this one does a better job than the others). All are to be taken by injection, so the rest of the (very large) box is filled with needles, syringes, cotton wool, and two massive sharps containers. No antiseptic wipes, they always forget those, must remember to get some from the clinic when I get my bloods done.
It's not a sight that fills me with any joy, but there is that slight aspect of hope there. That somewhere in all of this pile of scary paraphernalia that I've become far too used to, is our chance. There is a small 'maybe' that this pile in front of me...
... any real concept of hope is a bit too far away to grasp at at this point, but a small maybe, that I can cope with.