I'm here! Sorry, I've been either busy or preoccupied since I last posted - although I did come and lurk on here yesterday for a little while, to catch up with everybody.
First of all - Whit, I'm so very sorry you miscarried.

It seems like a particularly terrible thing to happen when you've been trying for so long. I hope you and your OH feel like you can come through it and keep going. You're in my thoughts xx
Titi and Dee, good luck with your HSGs
Glad you're finding the clomid easy going Reba - and I'm really pleased to hear that it means you'll be taking it a bit easy.. whatever it takes to help your willpower! Fingers crossed for you
As for me...
My OH and I are off to see our GP on Friday morning for our S/A and CD4 & CD21 results. Every so often I get irrationally scared that I'm going to be told that my ovaries have wandered off or something, despite the fact I ovulate every cycle, meaning that it's game over. It's not just me that thinks like that, is it?!
A heavily pregnant friend of mine, who knows all about my experiences over the last 23 cycles, texted me last week to ask me if I could drive her to her midwife appointment. WTF??!! What is wrong with people?! Yeah, I've spent nearly 2 years trying and failing to get pregnant - I'd love to come along and listen to your baby. She's always been a bit insensitive, that's just the way she is, but this really upset me for a little while. And no, I didn't take her. I'm having enough trouble dealing with pregnant friends at our children's birthday parties - and there was another one this sunday just gone.
Thursday I went to memorial service for my auntie - she died in France, where she lived with my uncle, and he came over for the service, organised by one of my aunties. It was lovely to see my uncle again, if under very sad circumstances, and quite an emotional day on and off. Then, about half ten at night, AF arrived (excuse me, but brown and gungy). I went downstairs to get my mooncupfrom my bag and foudn a text message from my friend who had her IVF twins by C-section at 34 weeks, last week, because one of them was ill. They're both still in hospital - one of them's in a cot, drinking expressed milk but the other has water in his lungs and isn't producing white blood cells. (I spoke to her mum at the party at the weekend - She's in pieces, as you can imagine, but luckily she and her partner have been able to move in with her parents, who are looking after their daughter, #1's friend, whilst Tracey and Joe are at the hospital every day. Luckily their 3-year-old is completely unaffected by it and is just excited that she has 2 brothers.) So, I went to bed disappointed that AF was here and thanking my lucky stars I'm not going through Tracey's nightmare.
Woke up the next morning thought and it hit me that my LP was only 9/10 days again and I just felt crappy and really upset all day. By the end fo the day, when #1 had been a nightmare and I'd been crying on and off, I was beginning to think I was unravelling. Felt a bit better emotionally the following day (saturday), which was acu day. Qing asked me how I was and I almost cried on her, FFS. She was very good and spent a while talking things though with me - includin reminding me that CD1 is when you get full red flow. Obviously, because AF arrived late at night I didn't get that til the friday, so my LP was in fact 10/11 days - and we decided on 11, with ov on cd14, after looking at and discussing my chart. So I left feeling disappointed at another cycle but slightly "Hurrah!". Sorry, am I waffling?!