Illustration: Pablo Bernasconi Previous chapters: following the negative and the negativity, Núvol started a new cycle. After many adventures, got the medication ....
On May 1, the world's most beautiful nurse (Mistral), I pinched my first flag of Fostipur 150 (haha, you do not see the master that we had to do to mix the two vials of 75) continue for two more days 150 and then 75 for two days. On Thursday I was on the nerves (pa change) because he was paranoid that I would ovulate and had a puncture and incredible change in the flow ....
I called the clinic (if I seem a heavy calling every few minutes, did not show it) and they told me nothing was wrong, which ovulate when they wanted. Look how cool! But I was calmer. That night again Fostipur 75 and the next day, Friday I went to the echo and ... surprise. Only one follicle had grown, but it measured 20mm! The doctor told me I had calculated the dose according to my weight, and trying not to grow more than two folis but my ovaries had not responded as he expected and if I wanted cancelabamos cycle. What I
swift, fast and half decomposed asked if my precious ovulín of 20 mm was worth. I said sure so, but who returned to go with just one. As we have decided that going to be the egg and I'm going to get pregnant we said go ahead! So Friday night I poked the Ovitrelle to cause ovulation and as it seems that we have acquired a taste for inseminating the weekends (as the saying goes: Saturday, sabadete ... you have just what you) ... ale, bugger off. Saturday and Sunday at Valencia. It is clear that we will come out and valencian fester @ @ of capital (with affection, eh? Is that if I mig ouet, which is the nickname that give Castellón Valencia is not going to understand anyone)
And now back to wait. This time more quiet (for now) to see if I can Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, really, that I "get out the yoga" and last me until the date of the beta (May 25)
On May 1, the world's most beautiful nurse (Mistral), I pinched my first flag of Fostipur 150 (haha, you do not see the master that we had to do to mix the two vials of 75) continue for two more days 150 and then 75 for two days. On Thursday I was on the nerves (pa change) because he was paranoid that I would ovulate and had a puncture and incredible change in the flow ....
I called the clinic (if I seem a heavy calling every few minutes, did not show it) and they told me nothing was wrong, which ovulate when they wanted. Look how cool! But I was calmer. That night again Fostipur 75 and the next day, Friday I went to the echo and ... surprise. Only one follicle had grown, but it measured 20mm! The doctor told me I had calculated the dose according to my weight, and trying not to grow more than two folis but my ovaries had not responded as he expected and if I wanted cancelabamos cycle. What I
swift, fast and half decomposed asked if my precious ovulín of 20 mm was worth. I said sure so, but who returned to go with just one. As we have decided that going to be the egg and I'm going to get pregnant we said go ahead! So Friday night I poked the Ovitrelle to cause ovulation and as it seems that we have acquired a taste for inseminating the weekends (as the saying goes: Saturday, sabadete ... you have just what you) ... ale, bugger off. Saturday and Sunday at Valencia. It is clear that we will come out and valencian fester @ @ of capital (with affection, eh? Is that if I mig ouet, which is the nickname that give Castellón Valencia is not going to understand anyone)
And now back to wait. This time more quiet (for now) to see if I can Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, really, that I "get out the yoga" and last me until the date of the beta (May 25)
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