I’ve spent the last couple of days trying to figure out what’s been going on with me.
The problem is that I’ve been noticeably short of breath. Not all the time- but if I’m walking for more than a few minutes, or climbing even one flight of stairs, I catch myself puffing way more than is usual.
And breathlessness was one of the OHSS symptoms that my nurse was most concerned about.
But, I haven’t been gaining much weight. Certainly not enough to suggest that I’m in the throes of severe OHSS, which is when the whole breathlessness thing starts to come into play. And yes, I’m bloated, and I feel like I’m huge, but I’m not. I still fit into my pants- I’ve just got a bit of a tummy.
So I couldn’t figure out where the breathlessness came from. And then last night, when I was reading a pregnancy book (which I only allow myself to read in twws, in the hope that this will somehow inspire my body to gestate), I came across a discussion of the symptoms that are caused by high levels of progesterone. And wouldn’t you know, smack in between gassiness (check), bloating (check) and digestive woes (check) was breathlessness.
It makes sense- my progesterone dose is twice as high as it has been any other cycle, and my breathlessness gets progressively worse throughout the day. The longest stretch of time between progesterone is overnight. My bloating and other discomforts get progressively worse during the day too.
So while I continue to keep an eye on the situation (and drink Gatorade), I feel like I’ve got a better sense of what’s going on.
The gassiness is really starting to get to me as well (sorry if tmi). While the high fibre foods that Q. is continually placing on the dinner table are keeping the system moving, I’m getting awful gas pains at night. It’s like the gas has nowhere to go, so it just gets progressively more trapped and angry. I think it’s moderately better than it was just after the retrieval, but it’s still not great. I’ve got no idea what’s metformin related, what’s progesterone related, what’s transfer related. All I know is I am one cranky customer.
I just hope it’s not all for naught. And that the three or four extra pounds kicking around every time I get on the scale are bloat related and not my new starting weight for pregnancy.
Embryos, are you listening? I hope you’re having a good time in there!
And THANK YOU for all of your encouraging comments. The excitement you brought to my last post was clearly infectious. When I’m having a cranky moment, I go back and read them all again.