Another test

After the group co-ordination appointment we meet with our Nurse (I will use capitals for this Nurse because he is Our Nurse for the duration of this process). We go through all the paperwork from The Pack. He seems lovely and kind but there is a bit of confusion because I was supposed to bring Mr IVF's karyotype (i don't know what this is, something genetic) test results from his first batch of tests and what I thought were those results are in fact not.

Nurse suggests Mr IVF stay behind so he can do the blood test, but because it's just before Christmas the results will take longer to come back. We can only pick up our prescription (my prescription really) for the ovary halting drugs when this test result has come back from the lab. Mr IVF knows that he has had this test before and the result was fine but does the test anyway.

Group co-ordination appointment

The Pack told us to attend a Group Co-ordination appointment at the IVF clinic mid December. I didn't really register the word Group until we entered an unused room (surely unheard of?) with rows of seats filled with other people. I am clearly the youngest. This is good, I think, I hope.

In this meeting a nurse shows us our kit bag. Of needles. She shows us how to fill the needles up with drugs that will make us crazy and weep and how to dispose of them (in the sharps bin provided). She tells us that the drugs have side effects - bloating, bleeding...hormonal. A man sniggers behind me, I want to punch him, insensitive prick. I immediately feel sorry for his wife/girlfriend but realise I must listen to the nurse. She tells us where to inject - lovehandles, top of thighs, abdomen area. This is so mean.

Mr IVF later tells me his not going to inject me, I'll have to do it myself. I know he is only joking but I also know he is only joking a bit. He has to inject me I can't do it myself. Fuck that.