From 10-30-07 on fertilethoughts.com:
One visualization was to imagine a miniature helper-person inside your body (she said it can be someone you knew or know, like your grandma, but I imagined my first RE, Dr. Welden, because he had a super kind mannerism and because he understands IF) checking out my eggs and uterus and saying they looked great. Then (since I had a retreival this morning), she had me visualize the retreival and imagining the little helper guy handing the doc the eggs. Then she had me visualize the transfer and imagining the little helper guy receiving each of the embryos and placing them into little car seats in my uterus. I imagined bean bag chairs instead, because they seemed more comfy for the round imaginary beings.
The second visualization was that the little helper guy was in a control room in my brain and was programming my mind and body to do what I wanted -- day 5 transfer with two blasts, one implanting, etc.
The third visualization was to imagine you are sitting down looking at a book of your whole life. In your past, you can tear out any pages you don't like. In your future, you imagine you and your husband in pictures with your baby and then in pictures as the child (or children) grows.
Commentary - 4-14-08
GS went first, three weeks ago, and he said it was not easy but overall a positive experience. Funny how it took me over a month to convince him to go to therapy and now he's totally in his zone when he goes.
Last week then was my 2nd try at my 2nd hypnotherapy then. It was different than Lynsi's because MT was trying to get to the root of any emotional baggage. He was trying to drum up disturbing thoughts rather than happy thoughts.
It was going well until MT asked me to think of a phrase to repeat to make me feel how I felt at the strongest parts of my life. All I could think of were those cheesy phrases from that SNL skit, "I'm good enough, I'm strong enough, and gosh darn, people like me." I stalled and tried REALLY hard not to burst out laughing. He said, just say the first thing that comes to mind. I said, "I'm here." The phrase doesn't appear to embody strength and self-esteem, but it speaks to the fact that I spent much of my life feeling invisible, and those feelings still creep into my adult life. And at least I won't feel like a total dork when I say it 25 times a day as instructed. MT recorded the session on a CD and told me to listen to it every day. That was....last Wed, and I haven't listened yet. But I totally intend to....perhaps I should stop blogging and start listening to that damn CD. But hey, this is blogging therapy, and it works wonders too!!
