Nothing. Nada. Rien.
A night of the kind of intense uterine cramps that came and stayed and were so intense they made me want to barf (not on one side only, smack dab in the central zone)-- I finally got up at 4am to get a tylenol and peed on the stick, certain CERTAIN that with all that drama internally that it must mean something good. Alas no. So, in spite of the drama the stick says doodoodoo
thanks for playing.
These night cramps are just like the ones I had during my pregnancy. Just like. And unlike period cramps. They are badbadbad at night, worse after I pee.
But during the day? almost gone.
I'm feeling only vaguely crampy today--
Gah. I'll see what my temp does tomorrow.
This time, I don't really have a plan. I had a plan-ette-- my coordinating nurse said CD1? call, we'll do the baseline stuff day 2 or 3 and if all is well I can cycle again. If not, if there are leftover issues from this cycle (big ole ovaries), the cycle would be skipped.
I had a fantasy about getting the baseline stuff done for boston this time around, but you know what? I want to be able to do IVF<>
I am hopeful my next cycle at Dartmouth will be a good one, a MONITORED one, one in which good, higher chance-of-success options may be able to be played out, say, like, IVF for example.
It is 13dpo, so I know this is kind of winding down. Sprog's late positive gives me hope still. But this? This SUCKS. Statistically? not unexpected.
tell that to my heart. and crampy uterus. whatthefuck.
Last day training today, hope to surface and reconnect with you all soon.
Thanks for being so amazing with me.