I took one day off from peeing on sticks. That was CD14. I was feeling pretty good about our timing. Fast-forward to yesterday after work. CD15. I peed on an opk. It was positive! WTF?!
So, of course, I freak out. I curse myself for doing the IUI on Friday. I wallow in my own self-pity for a couple of hours. Buster tries to pull me out of my despair, and only half succeeds. I decide that I will take my temp in the morning, and go from there. If it is not in my post-O range, I will call my RE. If it is, I will let it go.
This morning, my temp was 97.51, which is in my post-O range. So, I'm doing my best to let go of this worry and stress. I can't do anything about it now. It is done, and will either work or not work. None of my incessant worrying about timing will do any good.
I'm also tired of ruining Buster's moods with my needless worrying. We have both decided that I have some kind of anxiety issues, as I will worry about anything and everything. If we were not TTC, I'd consider seeing a doc and getting some meds to help with my anxiety. But for now, I'm just going to have to try to control it.
I have a couple friends who could use some support.
First, Lisa at Pursuit of Pregnancy is going in for her Egg Retrieval tomorrow. This is her second attempt at IVF, and she has a great new doc and a fabulous protocol for this cycle! She is the sweetest person I know, and I can't wait until she is a mom!
Second, Aub at The Deep Silence of a Long-Suffering Heart got some unwanted news this week.The results from their post-coital test showed that all of the sperm were dead. This was quite a blow, especially after a perfectly-timed Femara cycle. The news came days after ovulation, so she has quite a wait in front of her. Her blog is fairly new, and I know she would appreciate any support offered.
On another note, I have my second Weight Watchers meeting today. I'm excited to see if I've lost any weight. I've been doing really well as far as my diet is concerned, so hopefully I will have dropped a pound or two.
And finally, a song. Sweet Avenue by Jets to Brazil. Disregard the picture of Damien Rice in the video. I don't know why it's there, but there were hardly any versions of this video to choose from on YouTube, and this one has the best sound quality.