Hubby booked the annual cruise with the company, it was on our anniversary weekend, which would include his parents, brother and sister in law and their 18 month old son. So here I was counting days till the FET, and realized that after May 9th, we would wait 2 weeks and find out yay or nay. That would be about the time we would be going on the cruise. So I could have a fabulous time with good news, or bleed the whole time on my period or miscarry along with an 18 month old by our sides. Boy I couldn't wait! Of course after our misfortunes we had had, I thought the worse, I didn't want to get my hopes up. And it was our 4 year anniversary, so I guess I just had to keep moving and not think about it too much or it would consume me.
We started medication, this time, I added heparin shots every day since I had a clotting factor, and progesterone shots, which I taken before, but this time I was determined to take them the whole time, for a month, rather than switch over to the cream. I was told that the shots were more effective. I had a long spring ahead of me, well us! Tons of shots, and medication.
This was a rose from our rose bush, one of 2 that we planted for our past miscarriages. Oddly enough, both rose bushes bloomed the week of our FET, along with 1 purple Iris from hubby's grandmothers yard, and a white lily. I really think it was too ironic, don't you think?