I am feeling so grateful to so many mommas tonight. Its so bittersweet. So many women willing to give me advice and tips on the metformin, prometrium and (if i have it) PCOS. Its sad to know how many of us there really are. But its comforting to know I can turn to any one of you for help.
The one thing that is great about BLMs is the amount of info you can get in hours LOL. It can be better than google too, because the info that is presented to you is presented in a way that makes you cautious and doesnt make you want to jump off a roof.
I picked up the meds today. Im still feeling apprehensive about this whole thing. I dont know why. Im so scared to lose another baby, but Im really worried about the getting pregnant part too. But unless I take this risk I will never know if I missed my chance. Quitters never win right?
I called for the results of the ovulation test, but they were not back yet. I took the test pretty late last night so I wasnt surprised. I should have them early tomorrow. Blood work appointment is set for Friday.
I took my 1st set of pills tonight, and based on the feedback I have gotten from Metformin, I should be shitting down my leg at some point 0_o. So far so good though<---and I probably just jinxed myself.
It feels weird taking progesterone, especially when I never had progesterone issues. But I liked his view on them so I wasnt hesitant to take them. It never hurts to have more help. And again based on the feedback seems like the pill is easier to deal with so that is also good.
Its been a really sad day for me. Im really tired of feeling this way, but I know its not going to go away until after her birthday passes. So I will just give myself the benefit of the doubt and allow myself this time to grieve. But all the information I got yesterday is slowly sinking in and I am feeling sorry for myself. I really hate that. Im not a cry baby or a complainer. I dont feel I am better than anyone so the 'why me' isnt hitting me as much as the 'how many things do I have to have?', is. I just cant believe that almost 3 years later I am still hearing more shit about what happened, and what could happen
BLAH. I stopped talking to my therapist because I got tired of saying the same things. Im started to feel the same way about this and its only been a few months of knowing I have it and all its causing. But we are all in now. The trying, the meds, and now the waiting.
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