Retrieval and Pizza?

February 13, 2015
My body has never felt so many emotions at once. Hubby went back to the prep room with me while they hooked me up to the IV and discussed the procedure. I don't recall half of what was said, I'm sure, because all I could think of was, "this is it."

My doctor came in and then the anesthesiologist. I remember them taking me across the room as I watched my doctor at the foot of the bed. The dizziness kicked in and I closed my eyes.

Next thing you know, I am back in recovery as my nurse is telling me how everything went. I had ice water and cried as she said they took 25 follicles.

25?

25.

They taught hubby how to give a new shot and made him give me .25mL before we left. I was so ready to get home.

We left as hubby drove to get me a smoothie from Jamba Juice.

"And french fries."

I've been wanting salty things like you wouldn't believe.

Then, the nausea kicked in.

As we rounded the drive-thru at a nearby McDonald's, I found my head in floor. The car was spinning and my body was heaving. I had to get out.

Joshua asked me to wait until we parked, and I flung the door open to gasp at the fresh air. Then, I crawled into the floor and rested my head in the seat.

As he disappeared for a minute, I prayed to not get sick. Then, the smell hit my nose.

Is that pizza?

Unfortunately, hubby's need to eat was as great as mine. And, he had grabbed a "hot 'n ready pizza" next to Jamba Juice.

That had to have been the longest ride of my life.