The Plan!

Well, the procedure did not go as planned. I...didn't know I was not supposed to eat. Whoops! It's not like I do this every day! I was kind of glad though because the anesthesiologist was a little free spirited with my LIFE. Im supposed to take one dose of antibiotic before the procedure. The one they typically give almost killed me the last time I took it. Like...stopped my heart...almost killed me. The surgery coordinator offered another option that was one I'd taken successfully many times before. So, no problem, right? But then at the last minute the anesthesiologist told the nurse to just give me anything because "I'll be monitoring her." WHAAAAAT?!?!? He *might* be able to shock me back to life, but I'd rather NOT take the chance! Why in the world would someone take another person's life so nonchalantly into their own hands?!?! Glad to have some more time to discuss this matter with the clinic.

On a much better note....we received a tentative plan!!! If all goes well, I'll start medications to prepare my body on May 19, lots of monitoring, with the actual embryo transfer on June 16 (seems like forever away!), bedrest for several days then light activity, a pregnancy test on June 29, and then pick up Julia (and the chaperone) 2 days later. If the test is positive, there will be 12 more weeks of daily injections. YIKES!!! If it's negative, we'll turn around and start all over again. Either way, should be a CRAZY summer. ;)

God's Natural Birth Control

It NEVER FAILS. As soon as we start to consider adoption again, fertility treatments, fostering/hosting, the kids start going WILD. My teen beefs up the disrespect, selfishness, laziness, my little one throws the craziest temper tantrums and constant hyperactivity, and I lose all the wind in my sail. I doubt my mothering abilities and mostly my patience. Although I've had up to six high needs children in my care at one time, I rest in the fact that only two will stay...it's only temporary. I've got to wonder...is this God's way of providing natural birth control? Or Satan's way of scaring us into not taking steps forward in life?

Still, we're moving right along. The documents for giving and receiving the precious embryos are all signed. Let me just say...there are some powerful emotions involved with officially receiving a gift of this magnitude while grieving the loss of the life they were intended to have. *Thankfully* I've got the worries of sweet Julia in Ukraine with impending war with Russia in her backyard to distract me. :/ I don't think my blood pressure and the pain in my shoulders/neck will ever return to normal.

I've been dreading the next step in the process of embryo adoption. It's a medical procedure that's been moved up to tomorrow morning (Sunday! I know...strange, right?). It's just standard prep work, but I'm terribly nervous. I dislike going to the doctor at all, but driving two hours to a building i don't know and letting a stranger put me to sleep by injecting chemicals into my blood stream FREAKS ME OUT.

Pray for us please! That we'll have no surprise bad news, that everything is on track, and for calm nerves.