CD 44 & meds

Tomorrow, I will start my progesterone to get things moving. Typically, it takes a few days (up to 10 bleh) to work but I'm hoping it won't keep me waiting that long. It would be super to get going on this cycle. I was supposed to pick up my prescription today but according to the nice nurse I talked to, Dr. Sunshine (aka the doctor that I hate at my current clinic, thusly named due to his lack of enthusiasm and empathy) didn't take a look at his inbox today so my request wasn't put through. GRRRR

Things otherwise aren't so hot. Too much stress and anxiety. My new year's resolution to roll with whatever life throws our way is really being tested right now (and may have been too lofty a goal), and I'm not sure how I'm faring. So far, this week hasn't gone very well, something disheartening each day to contend with. One of today's highlights: taking another pregnancy test (because the clinic asked me to before I start my meds even though I took one last week...) and not seeing even the faintest of faint lines. Good times. Loved it. As if my period not coming on time so we could actually do an IUI this month because I'm freaking infertile wasn't bad enough, I had to take a pregnancy test just to make sure I wasn't pregnant. Come on, folks. We've been trying really hard to get pregnant for almost 3.5 yrs now and if it hasn't happened at home on meds with much concerted effort, and it's only happened once with an IUI, it's certainly not going to happen while being careful (read: using other forms of contraception) medication-less. And I've been pregnant now, so I know how my body feels when pregnant and this ain't it. But yes, let's have the woman who just suffered a miscarriage 3 months ago take yet another test. Rub it in, much? And yes, I know they have to cover their behinds, but taking that test (well actually, both of the tests I took in a week's time) felt like a slap in the face.

Oh how I hope next week is better....