The last leg of this IVF journey of drugs is progesterone — in the form of vaginal suppositories. Let me tell ya, lots of fun. Another girl I know called it “swampy time” and boy, she wasn’t kidding. It’s basically a little waxy bullet that you insert with a plastic thingy that looks like a tampon. But the wax melts (and the progesterone gets absorbed) and then finds it’s way back out of my body. Gross.
I have to take it twice per day, about 12 hours apart. And not being someone who uses tampons, I prefer to lie down to take the progesterone — it’s just easier that way.
So I make plans to go out with a girlfriend last night and I realize, because I’m going straight from work to acupuncture and then straight to her house then to dinner then to scrapbooking, I won’t have much of an opportunity to take the progesterone. I realize that I’m going to have to chance using it in a bathroom somewhere or ask my friend to do it at her house.
So I send her a text:
“Here’s an awkward question, can I use your bed so I can lie down and insert my vaginal progesterone?”
How many times in your life do you get to ask someone that question?! Oy.
Being a true friend, her response was:
“Wow. Um, sure. But my room is a disaster.”
That people, is real friendship indeed. 🙂