Another round bites the dust.
This whole round has been off kilter. I started meds on Day 4 instead of 3. I got a positive OPK on Day 11 instead of 12. I called the doctor to make sure I didn't need to be seen on Thursday and was told no. Then I go in today and find out we're too late to identify which side I'm ovulating on. So we're told to try on our own but we actually have jobs (I'm on vacation today) so we can't just neglect all responsibilities.
I cried. I ate Chick fil A. I got cheered up by my people. I received beautiful flowers. I got cuddled by my furry nephew and I'm watching Netflix galore. Sigh.
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