Hi there, period. My period was two days late. It's the first time it's been off-schedule in a year, and I didn't let myself get too excited, but I took the tests anyway. I took five Wonfos a day. Science, I told myself. I was glad to be two days late, even though I already knew what was happening. My body was already telling me.
I have to do another assisted ovulation cycle, so this one is taking it easy. 2 Femaras, CD 3-7. Hell, at this point, that's practically going on break. Maybe I'll do the gross progesterone this time, maybe I won't. I told the doctor no more IUI, no more shots, except the trigger I guess. I still think this is all a waste of time. Why fight my wonky tubes, when you can just go around them.
So, it's on to IVF. Oh, and I guess I need to throw out all these pregnancy tests.