Cycle #1 with Femara + Progesterone was a bust. I'm not surprised and neither is the hubs.
The weekend of ovulation we were off in upstate New York at a wedding. It was perfect. We stayed at a romantic B&B, got to make googlie eyes at each other, and all around we had a wonderful and relaxing time with family.
Unfortunately the next week at work the Death Flu was going around and I was so lucky I got a wonderful case of it. I wasn't able to rest properly because I was in another wedding the following weekend. Bridesmaid duty called and I ended up with bronchitis and on all kinds of breathing treatments and other drugs. The good news is I felt better. The bad news is I was horribly ill with a fever and on all sorts of medications when implantation should have taken place.
I have no idea if the Death Flu could have messed things up or not. All I know is we did the thing you have to do to have a baby every single day that cycle until the Death Flu hit and nada.
I gave the Death Flu to Mike. I felt bad.
I still l have bronchitis and I'm still up hacking up a lung all night so Mike has ditched me for the second bedroom. We are going to have to remedy that before too long. ;)
I got my Femara refilled and I start again in a couple of days. I have no idea how this cycle will work out because I'm set to ovulate right about the time we leave for Italy. I'm sure that will mess with my BBT big time. I refuse to do any opks this cycle with all the traveling and time changes so BBT it all I'll have.
Oh well. I'll post about some good news on the IVF/ICSI front soon!
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