Leavin' on a jet plane

I am unsure of if I will be able to post at all over the next 3 weeks while we're in India, so if you don't hear from me for a while, no worries. I will find out if this cycle worked around Thanksgiving day; I've packed both pee sticks & tampons in our luggage. I had 2 good size follies on my right ovary this cycle but none on my left, which is weird, because the left has always produced good follies until this point. Still, it's nothing to lose sleep over as all it takes is 1 good one, right?

We'll be taking a TTC break if we don't hit the jackpot this time around because I'm tired mentally, physically & financially; my hubby feels much the same in the exhaustion department. Regardless of what happens (or not) with my ute, I will post photos when we get back of our adventure. See ya!

My children may turn out small & furry

Tonight is my first Follistim shot. I'm perfectly fine with giving myself a needle but no matter how much I try to convince my hubby he should watch me inject myself he says no. I'm trying to get him used to the idea of needles if we ever have to do IVF which would require someone shooting me in the ass. I'd rather not have to ask my mother or sister for help with that!

Anyways, being a consummate nerd I of course read the inserts of the med & found that it was made from the hCG of Chinese hamsters. Intrigued, I googled "Chinese hamster"; above is one of the photos that popped up.

I love it! A hamster kicking ass; ha! Maybe he'll whip my ovaries into shape this cycle. I think he's the perfect mascot for those of us dealing with infertility.

I'm officially bitter.

Still not pregnant. Adding Follistim to the next cycle. Beta will be while we're in India. Wonderful; now I'll get to experience getting a BFFN on another continent! Yes, that was sarcasm you just detected.

I am not in the mood to write much else. I had to have my husband hand out candy on Halloween because I couldn't handle seeing little kids after the BFFN news. I hate how IF has made even the simple things in life torturous. The one bright spot in my day was dressing up my pets. Thank God for fur babies!