Still not really any follicle growth as of this morning. They said to order more meds because we're just gonna keep on going. It's been over a week since I started the injects, and every time they increase the dose they hurt more. I hate that we can't even make plans because of this. We can't go away for a weekend, we never know when I'll have to go to the doctor, this sucks. I really wanted to count on this cycle working, because we have so many trips planned this summer and they probably won't let us do any treatment with us traveling.
I used to be a much happier person. A couple years ago when I was teaching and not dealing with infertility, I thought life was pretty good. I knew who I was; I felt satisfied with where I was going with my life. I obviously still had bad days back then, but now it's kind of like a black hole. I do what I can to be happy; I'm trying really hard. But when your whole life is a job you don't like and infertility treatments, it's really hard to be happy. I don't mean to sound unappreciative, I have the most WONDERFUL husband, we have a pretty nice house, we're doing pretty well financially, but it's just not enough. I want to be a mom, and kids would bring a lot of happiness to Phil's life too. I just don't get why something that's so easy for other people has to be such a hardship for us.
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