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Things to be grateful for as the weekend arrives.

It has been quite the week. After a call or two to the clinic every day this week this is what I have learned... My estrogen levels were almost as high last cycle with the del estrogen shot - so the vaginal estrace was not the worst idea - great. Some guilt released there!

The issue could be that my liver isn't processing the hormones. Great - so what do I do with that? Not sure... They have not seen a case like this it doesn't seem. Though one of the Dr's found an article with one similar patient and what they did was just give them more time to try and grow the lining. I can actually go up to 6 weeks (according to the article) The nurse manager asked to see my chart from when I did my stims for retrieval. It showed my estrogen at 20408! The nurse said they would have cancelled my cycle at 6000 and that I am lucky I didn't have a PE - which I believe is a Pulmonary Embolism as high estrogen levels can cause blog clots.

I had no idea and my old clinic never even brought up my etsrogen levels - not once. But what else was on that chart was that my lining at time of retrieval was 10mm! This is very good news. Because I was thinking maybe my lining would never get there and we would never be parents to our blessed snowflakes! So today I have more hope than I think I've had in a few months. Knowing that I can actually grow my lining!

I am not feeling all that concerned with the estrogen, because even at 20408 I didn't feel too bad - that I can remember. Nothing sticks out in my mind other than being tired and sore ovaries. I think what they might try next time is to start me on a lower dose in the beginning. But even with my old clinic it was over 6000 by day 8 and I started on a lower dose and built it up to 3 mg per day. So I go back on Monday for the lining check and blood work. What a roller coaster of a week! But I'm thankful to be going into the weekend with some good news.

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