Coulda been me

Thank you, Overheard:

11AM I've Been Doing Enough Yoga That It's Physically Possible

Office girl in stall: Fuck this! Fuck you, uterus! I'll kick your ass!

IUI #3, nice follicles, big juicy shot of HCG in the butt - followed by my ute basically throwing up its lining for 6 days. Fuck you, body, I do everything you want, I even feed you organic, and this is the thanks I get.

A girl and her cyst

At the endo the road

Left side, endometrioma bigger than a golf ball.

(Heh, Blogger's spell check doesn't know what an endometrioma is. Lucky fuck.)

Laparoscopy coming up soon.

Best phone call so far?

Talking to Dr Awesome's surgery scheduler about insurance:

You're going to have to read between the lines here.

None of your paperwork will say the Dr is going to look for infertility factors.

But you will be very well taken care of.

Now, either that's someone being slick on my behalf... or saying I won't wake up from the general.

Either one is great by me.

What the hell happened to 2006?

Spring: HSG shows my tubes are probably OK.

Summer: failed IUI #1.

Fall: failed IUI #2.

Winter: semi-diagnosed with PCOS and started on metformin, which gives me constant, explosive diarrhea.

So yeah, not much really happened last year.

I'm back, bitches

Faint

line on opk and the friendliest mucous I've ever seen. It practically ran up and shook my hand. I could picture it opening up house for the little spermies: "You boys look famished! Here, take these muffins for the road. Let me slick it up for you. There, you go on and get 'em, tiger!"

So late this month, though. Hm.

Feelin good lookin great

waiting on a positive OPK. Nothing for last month, obviously, but my boobs were nice to start hurting good and early so I didn't get my hopes up.