Smiling Through the Rain

Alrighty infertile friends (or regular friends who just know a lot about ovulation), Let me pass this one by you to see what you think. My temperature charting is erratic this month. It had been normal up until 4 days ago when it spiked to 97.9, then dropped back to 97.2 back up to 97.8 and now 97.3 today. Last month, it held nicely around 97.2 until I ovulated. Then it stayed around 98.0. Aaron says my chart looks like a saw. I say it looks like a big fat waste of time... Stay tuned, my OPT's are another fun story. I'm working my tush off to do the same thing every time I test, but that's apparently not working out so well. Yesterday the test line was almost as dark as the control (CD 10) and I'm supposed to call him when there is any increased darkening of the line on the next test. So today, I do another one and the line is MUCH lighter. Question is: do I call him tomorrow if the line is darker than today or only if it's darker than the day before? Here...

Well, I get to start doing my ovulation predictor tests (OPT's) tomorrow morning which is just thrilling. I figured out that each test costs me about $5.00 which makes me a little nauseated to think about. Let's just stick with the annoying temperature chart. I can print those off at the cost of a tiny bit of ink and my thermometer is already paid off. :) So, I'm about to get a little less sleep and a little more to do this week. And when we do see a change indicating ovulation is headed our way, I'll be going back in to see the doc. Another pelvic, more bloodwork, the loss of even more dignity and self-respect. I figured out that I have seen the dr. 13 times over the past 7 months and that doesn't count my surgery or subsequent hospitalization during which I saw a lot of him! I've lost count of the number of blood draws, pelvic exams, and other fun that I never knew I'd get to experience so much of. And the sad part is... I don't even go nearly ...

I don't know what's gotten into me, but I just managed to actually fancy up my page a little. It was a little ugly and boring compared to others and maybe it still isn't anything to write home about, but it's about as good as it gets for me. Nothing much new here, just waiting patiently for Day 10 to arrive so that I can start my ovulation tests. So, Dr. Haas tells me that he wants me to use my 2nd morning pee of the day to test with. Okay, I can do that. But then he tells me that he prefers I test around 7 a.m. so I can get in to see him quickly. Holy crap, maybe I'm misunderstanding something here... you want me to get up and pee twice by 7 a.m. He says, "yes, you can get up around 5 and go the first time, drink a glass of water, wake up around 7, check your temperature, then go do the ovulation tests. To me, it all adds up to a peaceful night's sleep :) I feel like someone should just admit me into some sort of facility for all of this nonsense...

I'm finally getting around to posting some pictures from our vacation! Now keep in mind that these are from a disposable camera since our real camera was stolen. The first picture was taken on our 5th anniversary which we celebrated while in Mexico. Aaron found the book that I'm "reading" from ones you could borrow from the resort and brought it to me. Read the title to see what a sweet husband I have... In case you have trouble reading it, the title is "The Devil in Amber." And boy, was he ever proud of himself. This is a picture on the grounds at our resort. It was absolutely beautiful! Aaron and I always love the food everywhere we stay, so we always pack on the pounds. We try not to give our opinion about food since we always love it. It's like asking me if something is spicy or not. I'm responsible for a couple of people's stomach ulcers due to poor advice on that matter. "Habaneros, sure you can eat them by themselves. Just wash it do...

My period has arrived, bringing with it "cycle day 1". That means a brand new chart and new hope. It's crazy how many months my period just never came, which was the reason I sought medical attention and was diagnosed with PCOS so early on. One of the benefits of having the ovarian drilling is so that I may get regular cycles without taking hormones that destroy my personality and threaten to ruin all of my relationships. Turns out in my case- it worked. I've had two perfect cycles since the surgery. A period = not pregnant, but after 12 months of not even having periods on my own- we're taking it one step at a time. And even in "normal" people trying to conceive, it can take up to 1 year. Each cycle only has a 20% chance of pregnancy even for those playing with a full deck. You might say I'm riding the short bus to starting a family. So, now we have ordered our ovulation predictor tests (fancy ones from my fertility pharmacy that I'm sur...

If you like to read posts that make sense and have some sort of importance in life, stop reading now. This will be a complete waste of your time and energy in the great scheme of things, but I'm sharing anyways. It all began last night when I walked into our restroom to find a june bug on the tile floor. Now, I'm not freaked out by bugs, but I'm not an insect lover either. So, I contemplate the options. I can kill it (unlikely since I hate the sound they make when you crunch them), yell for Aaron (at which point I get made fun of), or carry it outside to release it. For some reason, I'm feeling rather heroic, so I carefully scoop the little bug up into about 85 sheets of toilet paper. (I do NOT want his sticky, little, creepy legs to accidentally touch me). I walk very slowly and cautiously through the house, open the front door, and prepare to set him free. I'm feeling rather proud of myself at this point and consider calling for Aaron to see what a brave pe...

Did I just hear you ask, "So Amber, what have you been doing lately?" Well, for your information, I have been ovulating... on my own... like a real girl... without any medications or treatments... Looks like it happened on June 6 (day we left for vacation) which makes me 9 days post-ovulation. Great news is that he drew my progesterone level today and it was 15.4 which is way higher than usual. Even better news is that I escaped his office for the first time without taking my pants off (aka: no pelvic ultrasound). Which is lucky, not because I have any trace of humility remaining, but since I have some seriously ridiculous tan lines right now and did not shave my legs. There was certainly a point when I thought the surgery was a terrible decision (especially when I felt that I literally might die and had to be hospitalized), but now I'm so glad I tried this. Of course, we aren't guaranteed that anything will happen, but at least now I have a chance. I might ev...