The big news: I am pregnant.
Fourteen weeks ago, I went to CCRM for a frozen transfer of two blastocysts.
About ten days later, I started feeling very nauseated 24/7, and blood tests confirmed that I was pregnant. I have stayed nauseated ever since, so nauseated that I had to get a few different medicines from the doctor to stop losing weight. (Note to others who might experience this: zofran and phenergan are safe in pregnancy.)
Nausea has been my primary preoccupation. I have done almost nothing more than sleep, take my nausea medicines, try to eat, and cuddle with my dog, who is very happy I am home all of the time. (I did teach a class this semester, and I wonder if my students have figured out why I started bringing lollipops for all halfway through the semester.)
Meanwhile, I check on the status of the contents of my uterus via the book What to Expect When You’re Expecting, the Mayo Clinic Guide to a Healthy Pregnancy, and the iphone app Pregnancy Companion. All three sources like to compare the embryo or the fetus to some kind of food, which is particularly difficult to think about if you are dry heaving at the thought of brushing your teeth. On occasion, these sources mention other food items, but usually, fruit is the comparison of choice.
This week, the fetus is the length of a large lemon. Previously, it has been a plum, an apricot, a lime, a cashew nut, a cherry, a macaroni, a blueberry, a grain of rice, and an apple seed.
Week 15, which starts in two days, the fetus will be the size of a navel orange.
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