I'm down with the vicodin. I've been having headaches from the lupron, and they've been getting worse. Today I thought I would end up with a migraine. I spoke with the nurse, who advised that if after tylenol and caffeine I still felt the same, to turn to the vicodin that is supposed to be for pain as the ovaries swell (looking forward to that one! Not!).
I've basically sunk into the couch and had Bud watch movies all day. One nice thing is that I did have our new kitten* snuggle with me most of the day. Movement hurt.
I've just taken more vicodin now that I have food on my stomach and shots in my belly. Day 5 bloodwork and ultrasound tomorrow - we'll know more about how well the medications are working. At this point, my belly is pink, fuchsia, violet, green, and purple in places. Really lovely shading, actually. I just assure Bud that it only looks bad, not feels bad, and that the bruises will heal.
*as for the kitten, I believe my maternal longings kicked in around the same time that we were about to begin stims. I'm sure a psychologist could break it down for me. We've been considering a new cat for a while. Lately, Bud has been saying that she wishes we had a kitty. I point out that we do - a big gray scaredy thing that hides under the bed. She replies that she wants one that actually plays with her. Good point. I figured I wouldn't want to have a new kitten if I were having morning sickness, nor would I want a new one while learning to care for a new born if this works, so now would be a better time than any other. It didn't seem fair to make everyone wait two years for a new addition. She's brought new life into our house and has already shown me that our family can stretch easily and enjoy a new family member.
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