Oo where to start. Well firstly thank f**k it's Friday! This week is always horrendous at work every year. Once the 2nd Friday of Feb is over my year starts to get a whole load better. And it is over. And I'm home from an italian meal with a glass of something very alcoholic in my hand. I'm done in.
lemon ignore the scales, you should be congratulating yourself on the gymming. I'm so lazy at the moment.
mini pie yes please to a Smythson Infertility File. I drool at the thought. I love stationary in a slightly obsessive way.
mrsden
at the lever arch file. I def felt like I knew more about me than my consultant. He had my fsh as 6 and said it was fantastic. I told him that was from a day 21 test and that it had been 9.5 on day 5. He said, well I'm happy with this it looks great and totally ignored what I said and didn't have the 9.5 test in my file. Even I know that a day 21 test is NOT indicative. Do I trust this man with my womb?!!! I'm at exactly the same point as you in my cycle. Dregs indeed.
euro where are you? Did you test again?
mrstrout we need wedding reports!!!
Stasi sorry about af again. But I'm glad you are pragmatic about everything. I do try. But I often slip. As for computer games, I am also a games widow!! I don't understand it at all, particularly group online games but I don't mind. Mr wine and I work together in the same office and see each other All The Time. So it's ok that he disappears into the spare room on odd space missions. But if we didn't work together it would annoy me a lot more.
I don't think I've been very good at welcoming new 10 plussers and I'm sorry about that. I've only been catching the thread in fleeting moments on my phone and apologise for not being overly attentive. But I am glad you have found us in the strange path that is TRYING. I will try to be more personable!
As for me. Well. The consultant said I was a medical enigma and looked most puzzled. He then struggled to locate my womble photos and eventually they were located. I am shocked to see them again!!!!! My entire womb is full of what looks like a tennis ball (although I don't think it is quite that big) all bulging outwards, its gross. The nurse was quite excited by how big it was for a small girl. They got the ultrasounds and decided they could trace a shadow that was the fibroid but not enough to determine what kind it was. So MRI next. The notion of private MRI was scorned! Me and dh are such wusses so now we are waiting for an appointment when there is apparently no waiting list. My arse. But I will withold judgement until it comes. Anyway, even thought it is, in his words, an exceedingly large fibroid - he isn't sure if that is the reason for our lack of baby. He said that lots of women have a fibroid that size and get pregnant
but, because it is blocking access for a canula, I can't have ivf or iui until it's gone. Now, in my mind, this feels like it would be a factor! So great, I'm having a fibroid removed so i can have assisted conception. This is not what I really wanted to hear. But hey, he can't tell me I'm going to have a baby any more than Mystic Meg I guess. So I left feeling that even if they take the bugger out, I'll still be buying my monthly pack of tampax. Poo. And that is my very long story of my consultant appointment. To be fair, the appointment was 35 minutes and very detailed and I've missed out loads of stuff.
I am watching a panda have assisted conception. I'm not sure what to make of that really. Am I in the same league of fertility as a panda? Oh dear!