OUCH

OK so nobody told me the egg retrieval would feel that way. Maybe I'm just a big whiner but it hurts.
We had the retrieval on Friday morning. The 6 hour car drive home was a blur to me as I was still highly medicated from the surgery. Once I finally pulled myself up and walked into a bathroom to try to go I started feeling nauseous. I never got sick but I felt uneasy the rest of the drive home. I slept all day Friday and all day Yesterday. Today I am finally getting myself together to try to go to church. Maybe I'll even treat myself to see a movie with my bf I can't wait to see Bride wars.
Another thing I was unaware of was the hellish progesterone shots that they gave me to take starting Friday night. The shot that goes in your upper ass muscle and has a huge needle and takes forever for the oils to dispense into your skin. I was exhausted, still drugged, and nauseous. Laying on the couch as my husband approached me and mentioned that we had to do this shot. As soon as I saw the needle I burst into tears. I swear at one point I yelled at him "Please don't do that to me, I've been through enough today". Poor J. He was feeling terrible that he had to give that monster shot to me as it was, I totally made it worse.
We finally did the shot, and it wasn't as bad as I thought. But still it wasn't fun.
I'm not such a basket case today but I'm still a little sore from all the poking and prodding. My stomach feels really tender. All of this is worth it though so we can have our little angels. I'm ready for them to implant them and just wait and hope and pray that we can become parents.
I just keep telling myself that, this is all worth it. And I know it is!