Sep 23, 2015 00:11
I am now on my second round of fertility treatment under the supervision of one of the top fertility specialists in the state. No pressure there. We've been through testing and Greg had to give me a shot at a very specific time, followed by perfectly timed sex approximately 48 hours after the shot. Followed by more logical loving.
This is my life...
The next two weeks are full of more testing, and poking, and poking (I have to maintain my sense of humor here...I'm stunning).
There is something so lonely about being in this place. I feel like no one understands what I'm thinking or feeling.
They refer to the "two week wait" the time between ovulation and sexy time and when you can actually take a pregnancy test. I don't have to worry about a test. Cramps come quickly signaling the lack of an embedded egg and I get to plan my next 30 days of pokes and prods.
I often think of giving up. I mean what would I lose other than my investment? Maybe we are meant to have Salem and King and be content with our lot.
We don't need a child to make us while, but it would be nice to share the experience and create something out of love and nourish it, watching it grow...