Why does progress have to be so painful?
Today is CD 24 of my first of three cycles of Clomid. Some women’s cycles get thrown completely off with Clomid and I am one of those lucky women (yeah right).
Yesterday was the last day of my vacation and I woke up in my hotel room in a very sketchy area of Louisville, KY and stumbled to the bathroom to pee on what feels like my millionth OPK stick. I am fully expecting it to be negative and almost talk myself out of even doing it since CD 23 seemed way too late.
Much to my surprised after threeish minutes I was staring down at my very first smily face. Even the month I did get pregnant last year I never had a positive OPK. After my first two appointments with my new ob/gyn I was pretty unimpressed with him but I might have to reconsider my position after this. The doctor told me a personal story about how his wife ovulates late, around day 22, so I tried to keep that in mind daily when I kept getting empty circles on my tests.
Today I woke up at 3 AM to terrible pain in my pelvic region and I knew it was ovulation time. It’s a hard thing to wrap your head around when the thing you’ve been looking forward to for what seems like forever causes you indescribable pain. The first time I took Clomid I was so thrown off by the pain I called a nurse hotline because I thought maybe I had ovarian hyper-stimulation syndrome.
It’s times like these I wish my doctor was doing something to monitor my Clomid cycles. Although the cost factor on a monitored cycle would greatly reduce the number of cycles I would be able to afford to do. But I wonder how many follicles were developed and how many eggs were released. Maybe there were several and that is why my ovaries are having such a hard time?
Regardless we should know the success of this round in the next two weeks, maybe even less. It will a hard TWW but such is life.