Picture Perfect

Morning came far too soon. Because I'm at a new clinic, I can't take my old route into the city. Well, I can but it would be a round about way of getting to,the clinic. Anyway, I had to get up at 5:30am so that I could get on the road in time to avoid the incredible gridlock that occurs on the #1. Good call because unlike my last few visits to the clinic where I arrived late, I was actually 20 mins early.

Everything was foreign. Having been at the same clinic for almost two years, I felt a bit out of sorts. I've had countless ultrasounds, but I felt like the whole process was alien. Even the nurse remarked, "You look worried." I was worried. Being the control freak that I am, I felt concerned that I didn't know how they did things. While the changerooms were nice, the flimsy paper wrap they gave me wouldn't cover my big butt. Ugh. It took me a bit to figure out how to not flash everyone my bottom. At my old clinic we were given large sheets to wrap ourselves in. Once I was in the ultrasound room, I felt more comfortable. And wow! What a space. The ultrasound room was massive in comparison to my old clinic's. At least twice the size if not more. And the table for my feet actually mechanically went up and down. Plus, they had air conditioning! I guess that's the difference between public vs. private clinic, eh?

The ultrasound literally took a minute or so. The doctor took a quick look and said, "Great uterus. Perfect. Picture perfect in fact. Ovaries are quiet, just how we want them." And that was it. Had a quick chat with the nurse about my medication and set the date. Thursday I head into the clinic for my transfer. At my old clinic, they transferred without the ultrasound (public clinic, remember?) so this will be my first transfer with a full bladder. I have a tiny bladder so I'm not looking forward to the drive into the city. Not at all.

I also asked the nurse if it was a problem for me to travel to Mexico if I get pregnant. She stated emphatically "No." Good to know. My BFF seemed a little annoyed that I was transferring before we left. She thought I would hold off until I returned. With my cycle, however, we wouldn't be able to transfer until Septemer if we waited. I've had enough of waiting. My beta will be a couple of days before my trip. So either I'll be happily drinking virgin mojitos or getting sloshed to drown my sorrows.

Now back to the "picture perfect uterus." If my lining/uterus is so awesome, why can't I get pregnant? Are all our embryos just crap? All of them? It's frustrating.