March 16th, 2011. CD20. Hot, hot, hot! Well, that pesky low-temp problem I was having sure did resolve itself this morning… I had a nice almost-half-a-degree jump today! If the warming trend continues, I should be getting those much-anticipated crosshairs on my BBT chart tomorrow. Assuming that happens, I will officially immersed in the Two
Beware the Ides of March…
March 15th, 2011. CD19. Rome must’ve been a hot mess back in Caesar’s day, quite unlike my temp this morning. This is my second month on 50mg of Clomid, and I am wondering if I ovulated on a better side last month. I expected my temp to rise a bit more than it did this
Okie Dokie OPK!
March 14th, 2011. CD18. I just had to point out that my OPK was positive yesterday afternoon, despite all of the mayhem I managed to get myself into. Sexy-Time was a go last night (and maybe tonight too, if I can quit blogging and start… well, you know.), my ovaries feel ripe for the picking,
To Sleep, Perchance to Dream; Aye, There’s the Rub…
March 4th, 2011. CD8. Maybe the bard had it right… Sleep can be overrated, especially when said restful repose is plagued by horrifying nightmares about innocent playground games. Which, obviously was Hamlet’s problem as well.
Girls Don’t Buy Dresses From Sweaty Hot Messes
March 3rd, 2011. CD7. Bear with me while I make my way to the point of this post… My last Ob-Gyn was a jerkface, with a capital J. She wouldn’t listen to my concerns about my possible fertility issues, and she refused to look at the comically large stack of BBT charts I brought with
Clomid
Or, as I like to call it, The Little White Pill That Makes Me Wake From Trippy Cartoon Nightmares In Puddles Of My Own Sweat.