DC Metro Get Together
Last night was the DC Metro get together, organized by LJ. What a wonderful time! Thank you, LJ. Amazingly, there were NINE of us at dinner. We traveled from far and wide, but we made it there and I'm pretty sure a good time was had by all. How refreshing it was to talk for a couple of hours with people who never asked what a particular acronym meant, nodded their head with understanding at all of your stories, and got all of your jokes. Aaaaah! I'm really looking forward to our next gathering.
Kate tagged everyone to do the "
- Leah needs to shed the pounds and the sooner the better (um, yeah, no kidding)
- Leah needs her own talk show (not so much, although I do love to talk)
- Leah needs the final copies by July 8
- Leah needs your help to raise nearly $4000 for her 8-week mission trip to Egypt
- Leah needs to finish the leaders contact sheet
- Leah needs to date more (not sure Kevin would agree with this one)
- Leah needs more training before she becomes the big star that she is GOING TO BE (that's just funny)
- Leah needs rescuing (AMEN to this, I need rescuing from my IF hell)
- Leah needs to watch herself on TV after she makes the rounds of the talk shows
- Leah needs pretty pictures
AF arrived with a vengance yesterday. I stopped taking the estrogen and PIO on Saturday after the BFN, so I knew she'd show up sometime soon. Progesterone-enhanced periods really, really suck. All the better that I went to the gathering of DC Metro ladies, it really took my mind off of it. The only time I found it hard was when Mel said, "I'm really sorry. I thought we were going to be celebrating tonight." Her kindness touched me so much, if I knew these women better, I would have started crying right at the table. Mel, for that and a thousand other reasons, you ROCK! (And, for anyone that's wondering, she's every bit as fantastic as you think she's going to be.)
We have a follow up appointment with the RE on July 3rd. I think that Kevin wants him to tell us we should do another cycle (read: hemmorage lots of cash) with my eggs before moving on to donor eggs (read: hemmorage lots more cash). I'm not sure how I feel about this. Obviously I would love for it to magically work with my eggs, but that seems highly unlikely. I'm definitely less afraid of the donor egg concept, however, after talking to the lovely Changing Expectations last night. It was invaluable to talk to a real, live person in the flesh about her journey there. She is an amazingly strong woman who, with her husband, has been through an awful lot. Please hop over to her blog and show her some love.
I guess this is going to be an off cycle. Since I don't know what we are doing next, and it's already CD2, there's really nothing to do this month. I suppose I could start taking BCPs because they're the jumping off point for everything IVF-related at my clinic. But I don't feel like it. I'm acting all nonchalant right now, but I'm fairly confident that within a week I'll be stocking up on OPKs and trying to pretend like we aren't having scheduled sex.
One last thing, I found out that the folks at my clinic still really, really want me to come in on Friday for the beta. It's painfully obvious that I'm not pregnant, but apparently they need the official numbers to close out the cycle. Because I feel like being a rebel, I don't think I'm going to go. Why in the world would I want to pay them for a test when I already know the answer? Um, no thanks. If, during our consult on July 3rd, they notice that I never did the beta and want to suck my blood then, more power to them. But I'm not making a special trip in there. I guess that's my tiny way of saying F you to the IF universe.