Now I know the wait is suppose to be 10-14 days but it came dammit it came. Yes, my period. It was a horribly awful terribly bad day and because of that I was going through my monthly depressive stage. My husband tells me to keep busy and not think about it but I’m a woman. I think about everything including how many pairs of underwear he has left so how can I not think about whether or not we have conceived.
This was a busy week mainly because our eldest daughter’s birthday was July 27 and all she talks about is me having a baby. I mean she blew out the candles on her cake wishing for a set of twins (see what I mean) . So when my cycle started on Friday I was irritated because first it started 2 weeks earlier than normal and it has been a really weird cycle. Everything coming out of me is dark in color and not light . my doctor states that this may also be some trapped blood left over from the surgery as well and not to worry. That is had to do when these cramps make me want to tear someones face.
Please excuse the violent analogies ( it’s just how I feel), but my doc did tell me that he was upping my does of clomid and the next step after this cycle is combo therapy.
Combo therapy is quite a bit more expensive than the clomid alone but i’m feeling overwhelmed by the consistent negatives. As I told you before I have been working on my health and diet so I’ve been doing yoga twice a week to promote relaxation and decrease stress. Then I started working out with my four nieces, two daughters, and nephew. It started out as a form of punishment because taking things away doesn’t work any more and they are all lazy as hell. I mean they never want to leave the couch or their smart phones and the stay in trouble. So, this helps up all. I get some good cardio and they get to move their lazy bones.
Today is my first pill and again days 3-7 so we’ll see what happens lets hope for the best.