I am an impatient person. Not with other people - or even with things like driving. But I hate waiting - I hate waiting for test results, I hate waiting to see if my follicles will grow, and I definitely hate the 2 week wait before the dreaded pregnancy test gets hauled out.
Tomorrow I go for yet another ultrasound to see if this month's lone follicle is developing enough to continue with this cycle. I've also got that "unknown" cyst lurking around in there too and am nervous about what they might see...and worse, what might need to be done.
Am I worried about the ultrasound itself? Not really. For the most part the wand and I have an understanding. But I'm scared of the wait that's ahead of me and not knowing what to expect.
I don't know if it's all the hormone injections I've been pumping into my body, or if I'm just starting to lose it, but I'm an emotional wreck. I even started crying when Miley Cyrus' song, "The Climb" came on the radio today. That is so NOT me.
What the hell is wrong with me? What can't my body just do what it's supposed to do? Pity party for one in this corner.