When that fell through, I pulled myself off the floor. Instead, my Christmas present was a lovely period with cramps and vomiting. I focused on this being a fresh start and new beginning in time for the new year.
Today was my baseline ultrasound for that new beginning. Today I learned that I have two large "leftover" follicles measuring over 25mm a piece, one in each ovary, each looking half deflated and described as entirely useless at this point. I held my breath until 2pm when they finally called to tell me the verdict. My fate for the next month, decided by a doctor.
I am to call them in 28 days
I don't know how to end this. I don't have anything prolific to say. I keep oscillating between drowning in my own misery and pulling myself back up, moving forward, and staying positive. Frankly, both of these options are exhausting and unappealing.