better . . . maybe

Physically I am feeling much better. The abdominal pain is gone. The bloated, swollen feeling is gone. The breast tenderness is gone. Wait...that's not good! I want that one symptom to stick around, so I can continue to hope all this discomfort and expense might be worth it in the end.

I am only 5 dpo. And these things come and go. So no reason to panic yet, right? Right?

Today has been a gloriously lazy day. To tell the truth, I am still in bed. Well, back in bed, anyway. I have made two forays to the kitchen, and about as many to the bathroom. I am justifying this in two ways, which are (1) it is cold in my house and deliciously warm under the blankets in my bed, and (2) between the travel last weekend and the insanely busy week that just ended, this is the first chance I've had to be lazy in at least a little over a week. ;)

Sadly, I don't think my current activity level is going to help with the fact that although I no longer feel miserably bloated, those 4 lbs haven't budged. And my pants aren't getting any easier to button. Which I think might be a result of the fact that I spent the first few days following the trigger shot eating for 9 (the octuplets, you know).

The other downside of having an entire day to do nothing is that there is nothing to distract me from imagining endless scenarios for the outcome of this cycle, good and bad. I wish there was something I could do that would make a difference. Unfortunately, there is nothing to do but wait.