Hostile Environments

Back to the doctor I go.  That weird mid-cycle bleeding started yet again. I was a disaster. Crying at work is not my favorite thing. (Thank goodness I have such a wonderful boss) I looked and felt like a hot mess all day.  Yes folks, this was one of my pity party days. You hold it together as long as you can; fearing the worst, hoping for the best, planning on disappointment, but clinging to that itty bitty teensy schmeensy bit of possibility that things may go your way.  Let me just tell you, all of those feelings all at the same time all day every day definitely take their toll on you your sanity.  I am pretty proud I am not a hysterical ball of bitchiness ever very often.

Well back to square one yet again.  I thought maybe this month my body would straighten up and get it's crap together. Not so much.  The plan was to go into the center, do blood work (Which was awful. I got the new girl, which meant she couldn't find my blood in the tiny veins on the arm I told her not to use, because everyone has trouble. Some digging, a few minutes of trying unsuccessfully to distract me with banter and back to the correct arm, they finally had some blood.) The next step was yet another sono. (Lucky me) and then wait for a call.

The results were actually good! All of that crying was for nothing. I am still mid cycle with a big ol' follicle and thick lining.  Next steps trigger shot. (Which I have to give myself. EEK!) Then an IUI on Saturday morning.  Fingers crossed it's just my angry cervix that is holding us back.  The nurse described it as a "potentially hostile environment". He he he... I mean you have to giggle at that. I'm just imagining my cervix is like the Mexico/US border. Guards on duty with AK's.  Austin may be able to out arm wrestle anyone, but his swimmers are no match for my cervix :)

Wishing everyone a happy 4th of July! Here's to hoping we get more than a fireworks show this weekend!