I haven't had a proper drink in nearly two years. . .
When I have pain, I have to evaluate where I am in my cycle to determine if I can take ibuprofen. . .
Every time AF shows up I'm a weepy mess. . .
Everyone around me is pregnant. . . including teenagers who have no business having sex. . .
My maternity clothes are being worn by other women. . .
Before having sex, we must figure out where I am in my cycle and decide if we've had the appropriate length of a "break" since the last time we had sex (for sperm count). . .
My entire life revolves around a thermometer, pills, injections, charts, Doctors, ultrasounds, & vials of freshly collected semen with a short life span. . .
Who knew ovaries could be so painful. . .
Many of the infertiles I've been following have graduated to pregnancy or finalized adoption. . .
Money. . .
Moral dilemmas. . .
Choosing the sacrifice of NOT pursuing IVF. . . (when part of me is screaming, a baby at any cost!).
Today I'm 17dpo. I had FIVE beautiful, ripe follicles 17 days ago. Today, I got a negative which means not one of those eggs met up with the swimmers.
AF will show any day. On to another cycle. Praying this one won't be wrought with disappointment.
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