We’re Moving

It’s confirmed.  We’re moving in two or three months.   Perhaps it’s silly, but I really liked where we lived.  I had a very nice situation here.

I’m sad to leave it.  There used to be a time when the thought of staying in one place sounded horrifying.  I got attached to this area and our home.  We had a beautiful apartment with great insulation.

I never had to retreat to a coffee shop to warm up in the winter like I did with our other poorly-insulated homes.

Even my husband admits we probably won’t get as good as a situation as we had here.

I also hate packing.  I also won’t live near our fertility clinic anymore.

Trying to stay positive, but I don’t want to leave here.


Cancelled Cycle (Infertility Post)

I had a feeling we wouldn’t make it, and I was right.  Yesterday’s 18 mm follicle erupted before they could take it out this morning.

Despite taking medicine to try and delay things, it was too late.  The LH surge was already over 170 yesterday and we were too late last time when it was at 80.

When I got up this morning, I still felt pain in my left side. I hadn’t ovulated yet, but then an hour and a half before the doctor was to extract the egg, the pain stopped and I knew even then it was probably over.

But the bad news gets worse. (Sorry for TMI). There was bloody discharge. I have been bleeding moderately to lightly for the past five days. The doctor thought it could be because of the fibroids or the low E2 value of this egg or both. Either way he recommended passing on a transfer because the environment was not good for an embryo.

I phoned my husband and we discussed it. A part of me wanted to go ahead and try, but that was just me being emotional and stubborn. Reluctantly, I agreed that we should wait and try again next month to have the best possible environment for our embryos.

I’m very disappointed because I was really hoping we could try this month.  Now it’s all postponed.  I’m so tired of waiting.