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Wishing for Amenorrhea

Yep, it's most certainly a period....feeling more like something that is trying to rip my intestines out of my hoo-ha at this point. My cramps are killer, my lower back hurts, I'm nauseated and I might be having some mood swings according to Aaron. (Although I feel like I'm being perfectly pleasant.) *We might need to insert a commercial here for some PMS medication.*

So, we're now on Day 2. I'm excited about a new month and a new chance. I'm also worried that I am going to be a tad disappointed (aka: very pissed off) if I don't get pregnant already. So I know the stats are only about 20% get pregnant every month of trying. IF your normal. Which we are NOT. But a girl has to hope.

No further news at this time. I will be in the bathtub with a lovely glass (possibly bottle) of wine watching TV, popping Midol like candy. Hope everyone is having a lovely evening!!!

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  1. I found your blog through my friend Rebekah's. I too have PCOS and after several years of infertility we adopted. It hurts me to see other woman suffer with PCOS. ((HUGS))- Kriss

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  2. Ahhh, how sweet of Aaron to say you MIGHT be having mood swings! LOL Too funny!! Mine wouldn't spare my feelings- he'd just say YEP.

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  3. You are so funny.. and I can't possibly believe that you would have mood swings... LOL.. but hey a period is a good thing..

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  4. Periods after a ovarian diathermy seem harder to me than the periods I had before they became irregular when I was a teen. I had the surgery almost 4 years ago and after 2 babies the periods aren't any easier. Sorry. Deidre'

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  5. YAY for periods!!!! Now on the dissapointment end of not getting pregnant right away. Call me because we need to have a dinner to discuss :)

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  6. Yeah AF arrived!!

    Good for you for keeping you hope alive...positive thoughts can go a long way!! :)

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  7. Thank you for causing Emily to type "Yay for periods"...oh dear

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  8. That's awesome! I mean, not awesome EXACTLY, but you know you are ovulating again on your own! Great news.

    Ride it out. And tell your husband to hold on -- it's only a few more days!

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