Rude Awakening

I went to bed with a terrible stomach ache. It's been a stomach ache that has been building for a week or so. I'm not sure what it was but last night it was pretty bad.

And then AF woke me up in the middle of the night. Usually I get a pretty good warning but not this time.

Thank god she's here. I wanted this fucking failed cycle to be OVER.

So now the question is whether I get my FSH tested to see if it's still elevated from the 2 back to back cycles...or if I just take an ENTIRE month off from "collecting data" and get ready for IVF#8 in 4 week's time.

I sorta want to know if the elevated FSH is persisting, but then I sorta don't want to know.

The scientist in me usually persists. So on Monday I'll probably zip over to Dr. Italian's at lunch to get a blood draw. (I'd go there because if I go to the other clinic they do their draws between 7 and 8AM and that's just too bloody early, pun intended, to get on a train on a Monday morning).

I do fully intend on leaving Dr. Italian's clinic though. I did like having him as a "fall back" clinic in the case that the other clinic cancels me for a cyst, but as we've proved, draining a cyst doesn't always work, neither does sclerotherapy for endometriomas. I feel that I would be more successful staying at the old clinic.

So, a potential blood test on Monday...then a month long wait in which I hope to get some of this steroid weight off.

Speaking of which, I can't tell you how affected I was by steroids these last two cycles. OMFG. Lupron is bad, but these little bad boys are a very close second.

I am thankful to be off of them. I finally feel a lot more like myself. I came "this close" to making some rather rash decisions while on 'roids these last two months. I am glad that it's over. For now.