It went to hell in a handbag

Seriously, where is that saying from?

At any rate, there was no IUI this cycle. After all the confusion, I just did not feel like throwing more money at a cycle where the people who are supposed to know what to do and tell me what to do were NOT on the same page. It was just too much of a gamble and I was just too stressed out about the whole thing.

The nurse and/or doctor never did call me back on Tuesday afternoon and when I called them, I was told that the nurse line was closed for the day. It was 3:30pm. SO, I started bitching a bit to the poor receptionist and she promptly transferred me to a nurse. Ha! When I started telling this nurse (yet another one) what the story was, she told me to come in for an ultrasound and bloodwork the next day. When I informed her that I wasn't doing bloodwork, she told me that I needed to have bloodwork done in order to determine ovulation. Hmmm...since when? See what I mean? Every single nurse had a different plan for me. What I'm wondering is, where the hell is my doctor?? Why can I not talk to him? Obviously the nurses are not doing their jobs. SO frustrating. This particular nurse thought Thursday or Friday would be a good IUI day. Okay, whatever.

I did schedule the ultrasound at that time (with NO bloodwork) for 11am Wedneday just so I have it set and then take some time to think about. After thinking about it and talking to DH (who has been wonderful by the way, but that is another post), I cancelled it. I just didn't feel good about any of it. The next day confirmed my decision when at 11:20 a nurse called to tell me that I missed my appointment. I informed her that I had cancelled my appointment the day prior and when I was about to explain why she said, "Okay, bye." No questions asked, very short and completely cut me off. Nice.

I would consider switching clinics if I didn't have to wait, not to mention pay another $400 consulting fee and then more waiting.

So, here's where I am at. I had an ultrasound on Monday which showed a 14mm folicle. On Wedneday, I started having big ovulation pains and when I took my OPK (I know, I know, but I couldn't help doing it), I was a dark positive. On Thursday morning, my temp spiked and I continued to have strong ovulation pains. Today, my temp went up even higher and I have major ovulation cramping and pain.

Bottom line, I ovulated Wednesday. CD14.

DH and I ML on Tuesday night, Wednesday night and Thursday morning so I think we are covered pretty good. But we all know that story. The good news is, this is the strongest ovulation pain I've had in months and months. I hate to say it (or to even think it!) but the cycle that we conceived Keegan, I felt exactly like this. I remember thinking how uncomfortable it was to ML to DH because my ovaries were so sore and that timing just had to be perfect. I feel the same way now. I don't have my hopes up or truly think we have a great shot at conceiving on our own BUT at least I know despite this diasterous cycle, we did our best to try on our own.

Next cycle (if there is one), we are going to do the whole sha-bang. Well, big for me thus far. Monitoring, clomid, trigger. I will go into that stupid clinic on CD1 and demand a plan set in stone. Also, I will be complaining about how this cycle was handled and tell them that I do not think I should have to pay for that ultrasound. That whole day was a waste of time and money due to WRONG advice. Does that seem fair?

Now, I take a deep breath and wait.