I was so excited to get my consent forms and my calendar in the mail yesterday. And to top it off my meds have been ordered and will be delivered Monday!! All very exciting stuff. I should have known it was not going to be smooth sailing.
I received an e-mail from my donor coordinator this morning that my donor has a conflict with the dates and we will be pushing everything back by approximately a week. Seriously? The spoiled, selfish, bitter infertile that lives inside me is really pissed about this change of events. As soon as the ride gets going we have slam on the brakes. I don’t know why things just can’t go as planned around here. BJ is having a pretty bad day so I haven’t even told him yet. He’s such a negative nelly that I don’t need to hear anything out of him about this.
I’ve waited almost 11 years so what’s another week, right? Hmph. I’m TIRED OF WAITING. I’m tired of getting my hopes up about something only to be smashed down again. I know it’s only a week (or so) but good grief! I know I don’t have any room to be bitching right now. A very nice young lady is going through a lot to donate her eggs so that we may have a chance at having a baby. I GET that. However, I think I’m entitled to be little miffed that we are being delayed. Maybe I don’t have that right, I don’t know.
All I know is that now retrieval is tentatively set for May 2. Fingers crossed that we don’t get delayed anymore. Thanks for letting me vent...even if it might be unwarranted.