NJAngelAPN
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Wannabe, keep us updated. I hope this is your month!
I'm going to vent a little bit...
AFM - I went to get the blood/ultrasound this morning. Got called this afternoon (my cell phone was having issues, which is a whole 'nother drama in itself), and when I called back the office manager, she told me he's not going to start the Clomid, and wants me to come back in two days for more blood work. Apparently my estradiol level is too high, and he can't give me Clomid if it doesn't start to come down. I'm pretty bummed, because Thursday will technically be CD6, and I think it's too late to start Clomid at that point. If it doesn't come down...I'm not sure what. My ultrasound was fine, lots of follicles, no cysts. Progesterone level was good (was previously low). I chatted with her for a few minutes, she says it seems like my body just reacts really strongly to the hormones.
The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I got. I mean, I really feel like I'm further behind than when I started this whole mess. We may have to skip this month, which is not something either of us WANT to do.
On top of that, one of DH's friends (who is a complete ass, btw), just text messaged DH to tell him he and his new wife (of THREE MONTHS) are pregnant. I told DH I wasn't surprised. His friend (Ed) was engaged twice before this girl - he broke it off with the last one in September, three weeks before their wedding, and immediately moved in with this girl. They eloped about three months ago, and Ed called me about a month ago+ that his wife kept going to the hospital with chest pain, and what did I think it was? Sounded like her gallbladder in all honesty, but in the back of my head I had this nagging thought that she was probably pregnant. I can't stand the girl (I know that's horrible to say), but the first time I met her, DH and Ed left me alone with her for an hour and I heard every little detail about her, including why she was dishonorably discharged from the Navy (she said, and I quote "I screwed pretty much all my crew mates...you're in the middle of the ocean, you get bored."), and every. Little. GOREY detail about their sex life. Ugh. Just rubbed me the wrong way.
And now they're pregnant. And I can't even bring myself to say congrats. Isn't that horrible? I just can't help but think, WHY NOT ME???
Sorry, ladies, I just had to vent. I'm tired of this.
I'm going to vent a little bit...
AFM - I went to get the blood/ultrasound this morning. Got called this afternoon (my cell phone was having issues, which is a whole 'nother drama in itself), and when I called back the office manager, she told me he's not going to start the Clomid, and wants me to come back in two days for more blood work. Apparently my estradiol level is too high, and he can't give me Clomid if it doesn't start to come down. I'm pretty bummed, because Thursday will technically be CD6, and I think it's too late to start Clomid at that point. If it doesn't come down...I'm not sure what. My ultrasound was fine, lots of follicles, no cysts. Progesterone level was good (was previously low). I chatted with her for a few minutes, she says it seems like my body just reacts really strongly to the hormones.
The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I got. I mean, I really feel like I'm further behind than when I started this whole mess. We may have to skip this month, which is not something either of us WANT to do.
On top of that, one of DH's friends (who is a complete ass, btw), just text messaged DH to tell him he and his new wife (of THREE MONTHS) are pregnant. I told DH I wasn't surprised. His friend (Ed) was engaged twice before this girl - he broke it off with the last one in September, three weeks before their wedding, and immediately moved in with this girl. They eloped about three months ago, and Ed called me about a month ago+ that his wife kept going to the hospital with chest pain, and what did I think it was? Sounded like her gallbladder in all honesty, but in the back of my head I had this nagging thought that she was probably pregnant. I can't stand the girl (I know that's horrible to say), but the first time I met her, DH and Ed left me alone with her for an hour and I heard every little detail about her, including why she was dishonorably discharged from the Navy (she said, and I quote "I screwed pretty much all my crew mates...you're in the middle of the ocean, you get bored."), and every. Little. GOREY detail about their sex life. Ugh. Just rubbed me the wrong way.
And now they're pregnant. And I can't even bring myself to say congrats. Isn't that horrible? I just can't help but think, WHY NOT ME???
Sorry, ladies, I just had to vent. I'm tired of this.