Lupron is the Devil

So I think the reason the Lupron is so easy is that I have so very much fat tissue in which to inject it.

OMG.

I know it’s just nasty Lupron weight. I know my clothes aren’t fitting any differently – people have, in fact, been commenting on how good I look. But still. Stepping onto the scale and seeing that number was just way too much for me to take this morning.

*shudder*

So I’m drinking my coffee at least until MsDonorFantastica starts stimming. And I’m cutting out the sugar. It’ll be easier for me to ignore it if I don’t have any. Not even my single Newman-O in the evenings. And I’ll give up my wine in the evenings, (though all rules are off-line on Thanksgiving.) But it probably won’t do a damned thing, since I certainly haven’t eaten crazily enough to gain one pound, let alone the three that my scale claims I’ve put on in the last 24 hours.

Ugh.

In cheerier news, I actually beat the headache into submission last night with extra-super-strength Tylenol. Which made me happy. Being able to actually see again? Worth the bitter taste in my mouth from popping the T-pills all night.

And that’s all in my world of “How much longer do I need to be on the same drugs my father takes to deal with prostate cancer?” Here’s a shout-out to my dad, who’s a hero for dealing with this shit-drug as cheerfully as he does. Because really, when all is said and done, Lupron is the devil. Yes, that’s right, non-Lupron-taking friends. I’m injecting the devil into my belly each evening, and the devil apparently weighs three pounds, and lodges somewhere behind my occipital lobe with his full collection of knives & tridents tapping out his instructions to evil minions in Morse Code that gets relayed via my racing heart, and only much sugar (or extra-super-duper-strength-Tylenol lulls him into complacency for a few hours, so it’s no wonder the rage is my constant companion these days, eh?

Ugh. It’s been a week now. One week to go (oh god, I hope) until things begin to get interesting.

Nicole

November 18th, 2009 at 9:04 am

STAY OFF THE SCALE! Don’t do that to yourself. And I am totally with you on the coffee and the wine. Going cold-turkey on everything at once was a brave, brave plan. Hang in there! And if I catch the devil, I’ll take him out for you!

gwinne

November 18th, 2009 at 11:05 am

Yay for the coffee and beating the Lupron headache into submission! FWIW, I found that using my IVF-prescribed generic Percocet worked pretty darn well for headaches, too. Don’t tell Dr. Gorgeous

stephanie

November 18th, 2009 at 11:27 am

ummm, yes. In my brief, 13 day experience with Lupron, I gained 6 lbs on my scale. So I’d do whatever you need to do to keep yourself sane at this point. If it’s a cup of morning coffee you need, go for it. Because otherwise you have both the lack of caffeine and the lupron ripping off the top of your head. And really, who needs that?

Good luck and try to feel better. Convince them that today is the day you are going to take a long long walk at work in order to slow the pace down. Then both you and the forces of evil get something good.

Good luck!!

November 18th, 2009 at 11:36 am

I was going to suggest, if you are drinking cofffee, and you aer getting headaches. LillyShephard, a blogger, advised me to take the tyelonol + a cup of coffee immediately after downing the tylenol. This is a life savor!!1

Lupron sounds horrific, but on the bright side, Lovenox will seem like a walk in the park?

Sue

November 18th, 2009 at 1:33 pm

Seriously, that stuff is evil. However, doing a FET protocol (which is very similar to a DE protocol), just know that once you cut down to one half the dose you are doing now and (here’s the key…) start estrogen, it will get soooooo much better. I didn’t believe it…I was shying away from light like a vampire for weeks, miserable, gaining weight, with my head exploding and then the dosage cut helped a little to take the edge off but then the blessed estrogen! You will be there soon and then you will be posting a beautiful healthy BFP.