Ovulation seems to be taking longer and longer. If my fertility clues are right, I will be moving on to day 17 for the big O (well, not that big O). So, that leaves me to wonder if the Clomid is making the eggs "cook" a little longer? Before starting all this ttc stuff, I would have sworn that I was a day 14 ovulater. But, looks like I was wrong. I barely made it on day 16 last month (11pm at night) and this time we seem to be edging full scale into day 17 which is still two days away. Arrrgggh. I was hoping the Clomid would speed up this process, not slow it down.
My middle is bloated and full of twinges. I will honestly be glad not to be taking Clomid next month. With the increase in progesterone and the bad moods, it is not a fun experience. Not to mention that I will soon need to get my clothes tailor made by Omar the Tent Maker.
Sometimes I envision infertility as this little demon out there conspiring to frustrate me. After all, isn't that what we did with the whole "devil" concept in religion. Take the amorphous and hugely mysterious reality called evil and, well, put a couple of horns and a pitchfork in a little red dude's hand and then we can at least personify this force. So, that is what I am doing with infertility. Except, instead of a demon I am going to envision a gremlin of sorts, a gremlin who is determined to keep me from conceiving. Thus, the challenge is how to defeat this gremlin (surely this will involve both a pharmacological and mental component).
My new motto: squash the gremlin! If you have any suggestions, I'd love to hear them!
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