Tomorrow, the bitch is scheduled to arrive. I hate her; I really wish she wouldn't come see me anymore. Looks like I'll probably have to add to the tote.
I keep hoping another line will show up. I had the second line Saturday evening and it hasn't come back. I guess the egg thought about implanting, and then had second thoughts; it was probably a chemical. I keep hoping that that was just one of the eggs and the other one is and will implant successful, but unfortunately my days are numbered before AF. It's that little hope that I keep holding on to, but I understand it is possible (just not probable).
This brings me back to my fear. Here I am taking Baby Asprin, Progesterone, Vitamin D, prenatal vitamin with folic acid, dha, and two extra folic acid supplements, and I still have a chemical-really?! Does this mean that maybe the IUI was a success or my body just a failure. Have we not figured out why my body feels the need to spontaneous abort life or at least not substain it? I can spend all this money on fertility treatments, but if we have not gotten to the root of the problem- is it all just a flush down the toilet?
I have also decided as I presevere through this infertility journey, that preseverence is probably the closest thing to insanity. Or perhaps it's a question of which came first (kind of like the chicken or egg).
This is my current state,
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