The first three days after our egg retrieval were TERRIBLE. I was more bloated than I have ever been in my entire life! My stomach was distended and full of fluid. I was short of breath, couldn't urinate easily and was uncomfortable every minute of every day. Just thinking about it makes me sick. I cannot even describe the discomfort.
This was one of the most difficult points in this lengthy journey. I figured this is just what happens after all the digging around he did in there a few days prior. I could handle it.
Three hellish days later I finally decided to call the doctor. I remember I was at work. The whole day was awful. Just awful. I could barely walk around, my scrub pants were tight around my waist and if anyone said the wrong thing to me, I would have burst into tears.
I stole away a minute and went to my car to call the doctor. I ended up having to leave a message for one of the nurses (they were always great to call back in a prompt manner). I remember barely being able to get my words out without crying.
I was so tired of feeling the way I did. I couldn't do it anymore. I was done. I had nothing left in me. I'll be honest and say that at this point, I wondered if it was even worth it anymore. I could sense some depression setting in.
I spoke to the nurse a few hours later. I told her I thought what I was experiencing was normal. She said "No, no! You could have called us days ago." I know it sounds crazy that I waited so long to call, but my whole life I have had very little pain that I couldn't push myself through.
The nurses next words to the receptionist were music to my ears "We need to get Brooke in tomorrow morning for an overstim check." I was relieved to be going back to get some help at this point. For cryin out loud, I would have hauled myself down there at 9pm if they would have let me.
For the next three weeks or so I drank more gatorade that I ever have in the 30 years I have been alive. Tried Whey Protein in my ice cream too (per the doctor)--Nasty! But, if it was going to help reduce my overstimulation, I would do it.