We’re off on a new cycle. Yesterday was CD3 and I had my cyst check (all clear). I was supposed to start Clomid last night, but the doctor’s office somehow didn’t get my HCG blood test to the lab in time to confirm that I am not pregnant, so they didn’t call in the prescription yesterday. They called this morning to apologize and assured me that Clomid CD4-CD10 will be fine. I don’t really care about what days I take it, I just care that they’re not better at doing this job that I’m paying them a lot of money to do. It doesn’t exactly instill a lot of confidence, and this is not the first “whoops” we’ve had happen.
Anyway, I’ll pick up my prescription sometime today and start my sixth ever course of Clomid (two for my daughter, and this will be my fourth cycle for #2). I also got the all-clear from the HSG during my last cycle, and I was pleased to watch the dye flow quickly out of both Fallopian tubes, indicating that they are both open (for some reason, I’ve always had less confidence in my left side, which also happens to be the side that produces the most follicles). I’m hopeful that the procedure “woke up” the little hairs that encourage the sperm out to the egg and then the fertilized egg down to the uterus.
Our new donor has 30 vials waiting, so I just need the green light from our geneticist to order a vial for this cycle. It’s always such crap shoot wondering how many vials to ship. It’s cost effective to ship multiple vials at once, but then if you don’t need them, you wasted the money to buy them and you can’t ship them back.
Not too exciting around here, but it’s always surreal being back in the “trying” camp after even a short break. It was good to have the last month off, and I wasn’t sorry to miss the Christmas birthday window. Of course, if this cycle works we’ll have a January birthday, which can be a hard month for a birthday on the heels of the holidays, but we would be thrilled, of course!