Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Hope springs eternal. . .
or as I like to think of it: she's a stubborn bitch. The chance of me being pregnant from IUI#7 after 6 unsuccessful ones, at my age with my FSH level., is minuscule. It's such a long shot. I know this. I'm expecting to get my period before my beta, as usual. I'm expecting that my appointment with my RE will be to discuss why another cycle failed. I'm expecting to keep my appointment with my new RE to discuss doing IVF again. I even had a glass of wine on Christmas Eve because I AM NOT PREGNANT. Then that tease, Hope, came back from the dead. I got crampy on 7dpo and what was my first thought? Not it's just my usual pre-AF twinges. Or it's a side-effect of the progesterone suppositories. Nooo. My first thought was maybe it's implantation cramping. For a moment, I pictured DH and I looking at two pink lines. What do I have to do to keep that bitch down?