Thanks to you all for your great tips and support from last night's post!
So here's the latest in Fertility Chick's Provera adventure.
When I left you last night, Irish Boy had bought me a (futile) pregnancy test, "just in case." I probably should've just peed on the money, but being a good girl, I was just trying to follow my RE's orders before starting Provera today.
My flu-ridden body woke up around 6 a.m. It was time to pee. So I did. In a cup.
But I've been burned a number of times before. I'm not just talking about negative test results. I'm talking about opening up the (expensive) HPT, dipping it in the cup, yadda, yadda, yadda, only then to, erm, wipe and find that my period was in fact here!
It could only happen to me?
So this morning I was smart. I did not open the pregnancy test. But it was ready to go. Until I noticed the slightest bit of spotting on the TP.
Ha! I knew it! But I beat you this time, Ladyville, I did NOT waste the pregnancy test. Ha!
So I went back to bed, fully expecting to see more spotting or perhaps even my period later that morning.
That's what should've happened right?
You would think so. But this is my Ladyville we're talking about. And between you and me, I think she's kind of a bitch.
Checked later this morning. No spotting. No period.
So here I sit, hacking my flu-ridden head off, and willing my period to start.
But if it doesn't, I'm just going to bite the bullet and take my first Provera pill this evening.
But you know me. I'll probably still end up using the (expensive) HPT tomorrow morning.
You know. Just in case.