Today we returned home, back to Northern California. As much as we enjoyed Southern California, we were both ready to get home. Storkchaser insisted on driving the bulk of the way home, because she had too much anxiety to not be in control of the car. Traveling between the two cities takes anywhere between 7 and 9 hours, depending on how fast you drive and how much traffic you hit. I don’t like driving and I wouldn’t say I am particularly good at it, but I wasn’t totally comfortable with her driving, since I felt like she should be resting. I changed my mind pretty quickly when she did let me drive for about two hours and was borderline hyperventilating most of that time.
Along the way home, we stopped off at one of Storkchaser’s best TTC blog friend’s house for a quick visit, since it was sort of on the way back up north. Let’s call this friend J. Before I start, let me say that I am grateful that Storkchaser has this particular friend in her life. She is quick witted and hilarious, so she does a great job of making this whole TTC shittiness a little less wet and mushy. Plus, she was there to help administer injections while I was away from Storkchaser for a few days at the start of this cycle.
While we were eating lunch with her, her husband, and her adorable newish baby girl, the topic of testing early comes up. We talk about trying to wait until the prescribed testing date to try to not go crazy guessing if lines are lines and what it means if there’s no line, then the next thing I know, J is running to the back of the house to scrounge up a HPT. Of course, she comes back with one and starts throwing out rationalizations for why we should test right this instant. Let’s test out that trigger shot, she says. Sure, it’s been a hair over ten days since the trigger shot–that won’t be confusing at all!
Luckily, J’s husband saves the day when he notes that the expiration date on the HPT was almost four years ago. Next thing I know, J returns with a fresh, crisply wrapped first response test. YAY.
By the end of lunch, Storkchaser had downed a bunch of water (she had just gone to the bathroom right before we got to the house) and was peeing on that stick. Lo and behold, there’s a line. It’s pretty faint, but I have seen fainter.
So what is this line? Is it residual HCG? It probably is, but what if it isn’t????
Since I am in the passenger side of my best friend’s (and more) ride, I time to think and google. I find the documentation for our trigger shot (ovidrel, 250 μg). The documentation for the drug says the half-life is 29 hours +/- 6 hours. So that’s a range of 23 hours to 35. The hcg numbers I found for this dose of ovidrel were between 5000-6700. Either way, according to my calculations, the range of time for the trigger shot to clear is approximately 9.6 days to 14.6 days. We were sitting on just a hair over 10.5 days when that so-fresh-its-clear pee hit that stick. So as you can see, the result is pretty definitive.
THANKS A LOT, J.
Actually I am thankful. Even though I know this is probably residual trigger, it was at least fun to do something other than wait. Any update, even if it is confusing and clear as mud, is still an update! Now I just need to keep Storkchaser away from our stockpile of pink wrappers until our prescribed blood test day on Friday the 13th.
Sounds solid to me.