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Internetz, how all kinds of awesome are you? Seriously wicked ideas posted about my dilemma of possibly having to travel with injections and nosy co-workers. You are all so creative! But I do appreciate all of the comments. I really do!
It's funny how the universe sometimes makes decisions for you. Remember how I was oh so certain that my body was sticking it to PCOS this month and I was starting my period all by my big self?
Yeah, well, not so much. The spotting continued yesterday and while I was certain that by today we would be rolling out the red carpet down in Ladyville as it were, it, uh, stopped. Yeah, stopped. Excuse me while I say, "oh for the fuck of shit!" Damn PCOS.
I called the fertility clinic and talked to my beloved Nurse Awesome. While I'm pretty sure this is my body's attempt at a period, Nurse Awesome assured me that unfortunately this really wasn't going to cut it. Especially since last month was only spotting as well.
So now I'm onto Plan B. I go into the clinic for blood work tomorrow morning. Deep breath. For the first time since the summer, I'll be walking in there. It's rather surreal. Would you believe I actually have to have a beta? For the love of all things holy unless I've been knocked up immaculately I'm pretty certain we're good to go. It looks like I'm going to have to go the route of Provera to get things rolling down in Ladyville.
I don't know why, but I always feel like a failure for having to use Provera. Please know that this is totally my ridiculous issue. One of many, dear Internetz, one of many. Could someone please tell me that Provera could in fact be the trusty sidekick I need to clean out Ladyville and prepare the way for a bay-bey? Even if you're lying, I'd believe you and I need to hear it.
Issues aside, Provera it is, blood work all being well. While it's not the route I had initially been planning on, it does mean that I will be spared the whole injection fiasco while I'm away next weekend. Though I am kind of sad that I can't at least use some of your fine excuses after all that. I was so ready to be a vitamin B-deficient, diabetic, IV druggie! Damn.
Though I'm sure my Provera-induced rage may be enough to make my co-workers wish I was injecting something!