9dp3dt: What 2WW?

So it is now 9 days past my day-3 transfer.  I'm almost at the end of my 2ww.  I go in for my beta test on Friday morning.

The last week or so has flown by.  I have been keeping pretty busy.  I haven't posted anything for a few days because I felt that there was not much to update on the PUPO front.  No pregnancy symptoms, nothing.   I was experiencing some side effects from the Endome.trin including tiredness, cramping, and abdominal discomfort.  But that is pretty much it.  I'm not sure what that means.  I know lots of people get pregnant and don't experience any symptoms at all.  I'm trying not to think too much into it.

My transfer was last Monday and was on bed rest until Wednesday.  I took it easy on Thursday, just laying around watching TV.  On Friday, I watched Jack & Ellie's kids while they handled some legal issues before Jack's colon cancer surgery on Monday.  Saturday, Babe and I ran errands.  For Jack's surgery on Monday, I had emailed a bunch of Jack & Ellie's friends and family and requested bible verses.  I collected the verses they wanted to share them, printed them on colored 4x6 card stock, and held them together with a ring.   On Sunday, we went to church in the morning and later in the afternoon, a group of friends from church gathered at Jack & Ellie's to pray for Jack, Ellie and the kids for Jack's upcoming surgery.  It was wonderful to have so many people gather to pray and support them.  We gave them the booklet of bible verses then.  Then I stuck around to help out around the house with the kids, chores, etc. so Ellie and Jack could pack and do some last minute things before the surgery in the morning.  It was a long day and I was pooped out by the time I left around 9 pm.

Monday morning was Jack's surgery.  I spent some time with Ellie at the hospital while Jack was in recovery.  It's really tough to see a good friend go through something like colon cancer.  All I could do was try my best to help out in whatever ways I can.  Fortunately, Jack's surgery went well.  They took out the part of his colon that was cancerous.  He will still have to go through chemo therapy after this to take care of some smaller ones left in his small intestines that couldn't be removed.  But the best news is, none of his major organs were affected, so that is VERY good news. Please continue to pray for Jack & Ellie and the kids.

After my hospital visit,  I watched their kids until Ellie came home that night.  It was another long day.  Yesterday, I made homemade chicken soup for Ellie, and chicken broth (strained from the chicken soup) for Jack.   I brought those to the hospital and was able to visit with Jack for a bit.  He will be in the hospital for a few more days, but he goal is to go home by Saturday.

As you can see, my 2ww has been pretty busy.  Only 2 more days before I go in for my beta.

I have not had much time to think about if this cycle worked.  I am continually encouraged by the number of people praying for me.  Most of the same people praying for Jack & Ellie are the same ones praying for Babe and I during this cycle.  So I have been encouraged and continually reminded by these friends that they are praying for me too when I see them.  Also I know you out there in the blog world are also praying for me.

I know that during the 2ww, I'm supposed to take it easy, relax and try to stress as little as possible.  It has not been easy to stay relaxed these few days.  I have been busy with Jack and Ellie, but this is something I want to do.  Something I need to do.  Ellie is like a sister to me.  We are like family.  I know that if I were in her situation, she would do so much and more for me too.

I know its not the same thing, but colon cancer makes my infertility struggle seem so insignificant.  At least I am healthy.  I do not face the possibility of death.  I do not have to go through chemo.  Still, going through infertility has made me more sensitive to Jack and Ellie's situation.  Makes me think twice or three times before saying something or offering advice.  I know what it feels like to receive well intentioned but unhelpful, even hurtful advice.  I try to just be there for her, offering a hug, a prayer and support.

Someone asked how my 2ww is going.  What 2ww?  Keeping busy has helped me not obsess about it.  But I do think about it at night, when I lay in bed.  Though I don't think about it  during the day, it has kept me up at night.

I do think about what if this didn't work?  But what if it did?  WHAT IF IT DID??

Only 2 more days before I find out if my life will change forever.