Today is CD 11 and I have been testing for ovulation since CD 8. I have decided to spare you all the over sharing of photos. I figure it is still early so why bother. I am, however, feeling my ovaries at work. Looking back at my notebook I seem to feel these pains starting around this time in previous months. I may be a day off on my cycle since the bleeding was early and short lived. I am pretty sure that I actually started the Femara on CD 4 instead of 3, but the RE wanted to me to start in on the 3rd day without the BCP. Either way, I don't think it will make that big of a difference. Do you?
I have a follicle check on Monday, CD 13, to see what we are working with. I am hoping to see a couple follicles maturing and some super good lining. In the past we have done all of our IUIs and monitoring here, in Bend, with my OB but this time our RE has requested that we come over the mountain and have the IUI and SA done in their office. So, we will. It will be a reason to get out of town! I was worried that Mike would have a hard time giving a sample in the office but he said it wouldn't be a problem. I trust his confidence. We have decided that if I do have good follicles, ovulate well and if he has a good SA then there is no reason why we can't keep trying this route a little longer. I mean, it could happen!
If not; if we don't get pregnant, we are in a good place emotionally and physically. I am still content with the decision we have made to hold off on more aggressive treatments for a little while. I am still feeling calm and more in touch with my faith. I have had several really good, informative, and open conversation with my Dad about our faith that proved to be really helpful and bonding. I even tried going to confession. While I still can't say I agree with all of the religious beliefs, I do find peace in it, and that makes it all worth it.
On another note-
I want to say how happy I am that the horror in Boston is now over. I watched the news all week as the story was unfolding. We have friends that live 2 blocks away from the finish line and my older sister qualified for the Boston Marathon in Eugene this year. I am grateful that our friends were inside, and that my sister decided that one marathon was good and didn't enter for Boston; many others were not so lucky. My prayers are with everyone injured, with those who lost their lives, and their families, and all who were traumatized by the horrific actions of two very sick individuals. It saddens me that people are filled with so much hate that they think it is okay to kill innocent people. Watching all of the people risk their lives to save others restored my faith in humanity and made me very proud to be an American.
|I am a huge Yankee fan- I loved this image.|