I got my BW tests today in 8 hours! The results at my OBGYN take over a week. So the results at CD33:
Beta HCG (PG test) - negative
Progesterone (O test) - really bad
I did "amazing" like always. I actually don't know the numbers since the nurse only left a voicemail. They are starting me on Provera tomorrow. I assume the progesterone results were that bad if they are giving up on ovulation all together this cycle and just going with Provera. I keep thinking, "fuck, my ovaries can't even do their job when they are on fertility drugs." I wonder what it's like to be fertile. You know, release an egg each month and then get your period two weeks later. Even at Clomid 150mg I still had zero eggs. It's like my ovaries didn't even try.
I said this would happen yesterday. Not like I'm disappointed, crying, or anything, more pissed at my useless ovaries.
I was talking with a co-worker this morning about my already shitty day. Not too bad happened, just a bunch of small stuff and pretty much everything I touch gets pooped on. She asked what my blood tests were for. Fuck! So I told her the truth, pregnancy & progesterone, and that it was just an precautions for putting me on a different drug. I just didn't go into tons of details. I really don't care if people know what's wrong with me, you never know who you'll met that is just as broken as you. But sometimes I do care what people will think, especially older women. The whole getting knocked up while in stirrups and shooting yourself up with needles really doesn't sound natural. That or people feeling bad for me or looking down at myself. So I don't tell a whole lot of people.
I woke up with a sore throat today. This doesn't happen too often since I had my tonsils removed five years ago. I sucked it up and went to work, where my throat began hurting worse. I then learned most of the people I work with are also sick. Fuck! I came home and took a nap but woke up feeling even worse. My sore throat is going away, but I'm now becoming a snotty mess. Oh the joys of socializing with other germ carrying beings. What was I thinking getting a part-time job? Oh right, expensive RE appointments.