Well, I wish I had something witty, informative or exciting to report, but I don't. I'm on cycle day 39. I stopped progesterone over a week ago, had a big temp drop and spotting last Wednesday which I thought was the start of my period, but by Thursday it had stopped. For anyone about to ask if I could be pregnant, that is a resounding no. BFN's every day. You know I checked.
Tomorrow I'm going in for blood work and an ultrasound to figure out what's going on and if I need to induce my period. I guess all of this is working out for the best since my consult with CCRM is a week from Friday. So it's putting off Chicago while waiting to speak with CCRM. I just hate not knowing what's going on with my body. I know the surgery is probably to blame for the wackiness, but I'm just ready to move on...
I spent the weekend traveling to see my family on the east coast. I was forced to mingle with babies and baby bumps. I was only asked a few times if we were planning on having children and I sidestepped the question best I could. It seems no matter what I'm doing, where I go, infertility seems to follow me. Just can't get away from it. Or maybe it's just everyone else's fertility that I can't get away from.
Wish I had something more enlightening and interesting to talk about...obviously since I spent way to much time updating my blog background vs actually writing on it.
That's what's (not) going on for now...hopefully the coming weeks will bring LOTS of new posts with a solid plan of action.