I am ten days post IUI. I'm 99.9% sure I'm NOT pregnant, but there's still that little bit of hope. Damn!
Anyway, I kind of want to stop taking my progesterone because I'll have two complete boxes left, instead of opening one up for the last three days of this situation.
Of course I'm thinking about testing early, but I don't have a test at home. I'm too chicken to go buy one from the store because I just feel stupid. I'd rather buy pads and tampons. In fact, I need to pick up some of those. I think I'll pay for the sanitary napkins and make Hubby pick up a home test for me. It's the least he can do:-)
I am going to a baby shower on Saturday for a friend having twins. I am afraid to go, but I know it will be so fancy that I want to see it. I know that's dumb. The truth is, I feel like this is my test and I feel like I can make it. Men are invited, so it's kind of like a regular party. I plan to stick to my husband like glue and hang out in the men circles. I can feign love of all things sports.
With that said, I've completely stopped talking to my pregnant best friend. I guess we weren't really best friends? She's totally consumed with pregnancy. It's all she talks about and I just can't handle it. I'm working on my fourth ART failure here. It's hard to listen to someone who has pregnancy brain. My mother says maybe if I told my pal that at the start of her pregnancy, my second FET failed, and my fibroids are growing, and my recent IVF failed and had to be converted to an IUI, maybe she would get it. However, I don't want to kill her joy. I just decided to pull back and because we live so far away, I just pulled all the way out of the relationship. It hurts, but life must go on and so it is.
I have found a primary care doctor and I'm going for a physical next Monday. It's my first one as an adult. I know. I'm not exactly a walking example of how to take care of yourself. Hopefully, I 'm not too traumatized when it's over.
Anyway, I kind of want to stop taking my progesterone because I'll have two complete boxes left, instead of opening one up for the last three days of this situation.
Of course I'm thinking about testing early, but I don't have a test at home. I'm too chicken to go buy one from the store because I just feel stupid. I'd rather buy pads and tampons. In fact, I need to pick up some of those. I think I'll pay for the sanitary napkins and make Hubby pick up a home test for me. It's the least he can do:-)
I am going to a baby shower on Saturday for a friend having twins. I am afraid to go, but I know it will be so fancy that I want to see it. I know that's dumb. The truth is, I feel like this is my test and I feel like I can make it. Men are invited, so it's kind of like a regular party. I plan to stick to my husband like glue and hang out in the men circles. I can feign love of all things sports.
With that said, I've completely stopped talking to my pregnant best friend. I guess we weren't really best friends? She's totally consumed with pregnancy. It's all she talks about and I just can't handle it. I'm working on my fourth ART failure here. It's hard to listen to someone who has pregnancy brain. My mother says maybe if I told my pal that at the start of her pregnancy, my second FET failed, and my fibroids are growing, and my recent IVF failed and had to be converted to an IUI, maybe she would get it. However, I don't want to kill her joy. I just decided to pull back and because we live so far away, I just pulled all the way out of the relationship. It hurts, but life must go on and so it is.
I have found a primary care doctor and I'm going for a physical next Monday. It's my first one as an adult. I know. I'm not exactly a walking example of how to take care of yourself. Hopefully, I 'm not too traumatized when it's over.
