So far, Femara seems to be better than Clomid. I haven’t gotten the headaches that Clomid gave me and I don’t feel as agitated when I’m going about my normal business, but when I start talking about something that annoys me – the anger! It burst out of me! Also, yesterday, I wanted to go to IKEA and my husband didn’t want to, and I had a melt down. I took a shower, I climbed into bed and cried. It was so stupid. And you are probably reading this thinking…and Clomid made you even more of a bitch than this? The answer is…hell yes it did. I hopefully will not yell at my co-worker this time and say things like “What the FUCK is wrong with you!!!!!” or anything like that. I am very curiously awaiting my CD10 ultrasound. Friday could not come soon enough. I want to know what is going on in there. I’ve had some mild cramps today which is kind of weird and makes me nervous. I also want to know what is going on with the polyp. I’m praying that it went away (or hasn’t gotten bigger). One more full day of taking this Femara stuff and then we wait for Friday. GROW FOLLICLES GROW!
So what annoyed me yesterday was this girl who is the wife of a friend. She found out that we are having problems conceiving and she approached me at a party last week and said “I heard about what you’re going through. We have SO much in common, unfortunately.” So we made a date and met up to talk. She asked me to tell her my story and so I gave her the quick run down – not too much detail as I don’t know her that well. And I ask her how long they have been trying and she says, oh since November 2008. WTF! November 2008? Isn’t that like…FOUR months ago? How do we have anything in common? I’ve been trying for FOURTEEN months. So I politely said, oh. well, I’m way ahead in the process than you. And she says, “yeah but not by much”. Are you fucking kidding me? It takes the average person at least 9 months to get pregnant (some sources say 18 months). And she’s been trying only four. I felt so tricked into telling her my story. I felt so annoyed that she’s this upset about not getting pregnant after 4 months that she wanted to consult me, the only other infertile she knows, on it. I just couldn’t sympathize…until my husband, sweetly reminded me that I too, was frustrated at 4 months. Call it a woman’s sense. I just KNEW that something was wrong. And maybe she does too.