Holy bloating Batman! CD11 Update

So yesterday we had out final monitoring appointment.  My lining was 9mm (WOOHOO, I've never had lining on clomid thicker than 7mm on our first try and that was at cd12).  And the smaller ones fell back (as I had instructed) but instead of the three dominants growing...only two did.  But I always say I want two to three follies and so I am very happy.  I had a 19mm on the Right and a 17.5mm on the Left.  So I left the office awaiting a call for instructions based on my e2 levels.

I went to work at 11am and could only stand it for four and a half hours and left work early.  Being the assistant manager of grocery at a Super Tar.get. involves walking a good mile or two per hour and a lot bending.  I so wish I  had a desk job during these times because this makes me feel like a total wimp compared to IVF girls that have a lot more than two growing.  But I digress.  Almost as soon as I came home the phone rang, my estrogen was at 401 so they said it could not wait until Monday.  We needed to take the trigger Friday night and go in for IUI in downtown Chicago on Easter Sunday.

We are spoiled.  Now, normally my home office is 10 minute drive at most from the house.  Jeff does his thing and I drive the sample in and come back home to hang out for half an hour before we both head back to the office for the IUI.  But their downtown office is in River North area of Chicago (for those of you not here, think the richest area of Downtown) for high rise buildings, close to the Magnificent Mile overlooking the Chicago River.  I now have this built up in my mind like so super awesome office so I'm actually kind of excited to see it.  Like, will their be plasma TV's every where?  Will it be all modern with glass and chrome and leather?  I don't know, I'm silly even thinking about it.  So now, we will be heading downtown at 7:30 in the morning (to be on the safe side since we've never been there) for him to make a donation to the cause at 9am, with the IUI at 10am.  If they stay on schedule (which I doubt) we may be only a tiny bit later for Easter egg hunt and brunch at my in laws that kicks off at 11am, as on a holiday it should take us less than an hour to get there.

*Side thought.  Some of the bosses at work give me the side eye leaving early even with me being totally open and honest about what we're doing and why it hurts and having my area covered.  This is what I'd like to tell my one boss who is a guy.  "OK, you know how sperm are so tiny it's like the head of a needle only smaller?  Now imagine one sperm in each of your testicles ballooned up to the size of a nickel.  And while it doesn't hurt too much sitting, instead you have to walk around, and the more hours you do it...the more it hurts.  And when you bend over you're squishing your balls.  And you have to bend over and over and over to set up an end cap or organize the shelves.  NOW do you understand why I'm in pain and want to go home? I've given you five hours and I just want to sit down in the fetal position and moan occasionally in pain.  OK? Goodbye."

I was able to make it 5 hours today at work, but I'm paying for it now.  The bloat is insane, it hurts to just stand now and driving in a car bounces around my ovaries which hurts too.  So after making these awesome cupcakes and dropping them off at the in laws, we are home and plan to stay on the couch the rest of the night.  And tomorrow, Jeff's troopers are going to go on their very own egg hunt.

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!