Basically that's it. And it would have been my 12 week scan this week. Instead, I get Facebook updates from people having babies when I would've been having mine and I just have to smile and congratulate them and carry on like nothing has happened. I was so desperate this morning, 4 weeks after surgery, to get a negative result on a pregnancy test so that we can move forward and start ttc again. It hit me harder than I thought, not managing to stop myself from questioning whether I would ever see a positive result on a test again.
Wobbly moment. 95% of my day is fine. 5% is awful. When does the sadness stop? 
Sorry for the super pointless thread. Just needed to vent somewhere.