Well, it seems my doctor is out of the office until next week. I have my appointment set up, but I can’t get the 150mg of Clomid. No one wants to approve that high of a dose and there is nothing in my doctor’s note about it, so I am remaining on the 100mg. After I got off the phone with the clinic yesterday morning, I burst into tears for a good ten minutes. Stupid Clomid and your stupid emotional side effects. You and I need each other so I am remaining civil with you. For now.
I am waiting to find out Tuesday before I take a pregnancy test. I find that after each cycle, I feel like I get more and more numb to the wait. Like, I am waiting and aware of it, but after three years of negative tests, you start becoming a little more cautious.
