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Tougher than solving a Rubik's Cube

Dr. Haas and I had another of our exciting and "predictable" visits today. By predictable, I mean completely baffling and mind-numbingly surprising. I took in my lovely temperature chart which he was not pleased with, and we talked about my OPT's which again he was not loving.

Back into the stirrups... So, we proceeded on with my ultrasound. He found a 14 mm follicle in my left ovary which isn't big enough to write home about. Next, we looked at microscope slides containing my cervical mucus. (Sorry you couldn't all be there for that). Again, my body threw this poor man off course because it was fernlike suggesting that ovulation had not occured, but there were white cells suggesting it had.

Final verdict in this long boring saga: My labwork just came back and my progesterone is really low which means that I have not ovulated. My estrogen is high which is good, meaning hopefully that little scrawny follicle will be growing up big and strong over the next few days.

What does this mean for me? Another doc's appointment in the morning (my day OFF) to get another cervical mucus check, ultrasound and probably labwork (he can't help himself). Luckily the man will be out of town this weekend or else I would be going in every flippin' day. I'll let you know how tomorrow goes. My guess is just more confusing news!!!

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  1. I'm sorry love! I hate all the guess work and the confusion that goes with IF! I wish there really was a website where you could buy a sweet baby and have it shipped in 3-5 days!

    My body is out of commision too! I don't know if I ovulated or not and rather than waiting, I started taking provera (I'm on day 3...7 more lovely days and then off to clomid land!) I want to buy one of those fancy ovulation kits that are digital.

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