It’s Scan Day



It’s scan day and I’m currently sitting in the waiting room, nerves absolutely shot. My heart is pounding and I feel sick to my stomach—not from the scan itself, but from all the questions racing through my mind.

Will my body be ready?

Will there be enough follicles?

Have I done everything right?

Am I even healthy enough to go ahead with an egg collection?

To top it off, I’ve been smashed by the flu these past few days and it’s knocked me for six. Timing, right? I’m coughing, achy, and drained—hardly the picture of someone about to go through something this delicate and important.

Still, I’m holding onto hope. Praying hard that today brings good news. That there are many follicles, that they’re mature, and that we get enough healthy eggs to give this cycle the best possible chance. That somehow, despite how I feel right now, my body is still fighting for this dream right alongside me.

Sitting here in the waiting room, I glance around at the other women and couples. You can feel the tension in the air—everyone silently willing things to go right. There’s stress in their eyes, but also a quiet flicker of hope. It’s a strange limbo, waiting to be told what your body has (or hasn’t) done this time.

Today might be the day for good news.

Or it might not.

But I’m calling in all my favours from the universe, from the powers that be, from every star I’ve ever wished on.

Please let this be the beginning of our miracle.

Please let there be good news.

We’re ready.

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