Worst day EVER yesterday. I'm still processing and trying to figure out how I'm feeling, so I'll make this short and give you the facts. Went for my day 11 bloodwork to see if my LH surge was on its way (went early because it's falling over a weekend). Waited all day, but was pretty sure that I was on my way to the surge. Did a pee test (which never work), and had a very faint line. Received a call from the Dr. last night saying that I had not surged yet, but my levels were elevated and he expected I would surge tomorrow. BUT... the clinic is closed on Sundays (or at least they don't do IUI on Sundays), so he told me to "have intercourse on Sunday and we'll check back in the New Year."
Not only have I been planning my whole month around this treatment... not only have I been taking crazy fertility drugs that mess up my whole life.... not only have I been drinking disgusting TCM medicine... not only have I been paying for weekly acupuncture... not only have I been graciously hanging out with my friend who is 8 1/2 months pregnant and really hoping I would get pregnant before her baby is born... but NOW I can't even go through with the plan for this month. And I'm all about the plan.
So, needless to say, I was pissed. Then we had to go to a STUPID Christmas banquet where people that should not have kids (seriously, they can't even afford to feed and heat these kids and continually ask for handouts for the kids, and then go get knocked up again!) let these monsters run around disrupting everything.
And then we came home and after watching a movie "tried" to have sex. We should do it today and Friday, to make sure things are running smoothly and just in case my surge started to come last night. Well, somehow (maybe I'll get into it later) that turned into a HUGE fight, in which I even left the house at 1:30am in pajama pants and a tank top and bare feet and rubber boots and drove around the block.
That hasn't been resolved yet. I was up first thing today to do another blood test (not sure it's even necessary, but I did it). And now I get to go make-up with DH. I think this is the bottom of the low. I hate infertility.
So there's my heart bared for you all to see (and I know I'm to blame and have my own things to work through, but still... this is where I am at).
Anyone have any suggestions???
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