In the wonderful world of fertility (or infertility), each and every single day accounts for something. For example: You go in for a sonogram on the 3rd day of your period. On that day, you begin taking clomid for 5 days (that's 8 days that mean something). Then you go in for blood work, sonograms, take shots, etc and when it's all said and done, you've spent 15-20 out of 30 days worrying/wondering/thinking about whatever related to your cycle and what's going on or supposed to happen. It's exhausting and no matter how hard you try, you can't stop. Believe me. I tried. With alcohol, with going out, with food, etc and none of it works.
See my calendar for the month of December alone. Oy vey!
So, I know you're being sweet and truly have no idea what to say or how to make things better, but just know that sometimes a woman on hormones is unpredictable and you never know what type of reaction you might get! :-)
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