This morning I had my last wisdom tooth taken out. Let me tell you, intravenous Valium is the way to go. I do not remember a thing! The novicaine they gave me is long-lasting, so its still going strong 9 hours later, just barely starting to fade. The dentist prescribed oxycodone, telling me "it'll hurt, it was a hard tooth to get out." We'll see if I need to take it.
A funny thing that happened at the dentist-- my mom had to come with me since my husband was working. So she was parking the car before our appointment while I was waiting in the dentist's office. As I am sitting there, my phone rings, and its the mail order pharmacy calling to confirm the delivery of Ovidrel for (fingers crossed!) Wednesday's trigger. I had been going back and forth with them all week and we were on a tight timeline so I had to take the call.
I should preface this by saying that my mom doesn't know about my fertility issues, I think its easier for her and I that way, although I know she'll be hurt if I do tell her in the end or if she finds out. She keeps asking me when we are going to start trying and I tell her "maybe in the winter..." HA! If she only knew the effort that was going into getting pregnant right now!
Anyway, I go into the hall to take the call, just staring at the elevator, hoping she doesn't come up just as I'm saying, "Yes, the drug is Ovidrel! Because I'm on CLOMID!" Luckily, I told her I was taking a call for work, and she seemed happy enough with that answer and went on in to the doctor's office. Potential crisis averted!!
Anyway, I'm off to watch tivo'ed episodes of Tori and Dean as my husband is still at work ; (
Here's to the weekend and solid foods in 2 days!!
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