I have to say, even though I kept a little eensy glimmer of hope alive, still religiously took my meds, and avoided booze, rigorous exercise and hot tub/ sauna, I never really thought that my meager HCG number from Thursday would turn into anything viable. So I am not crushed, which I guess is good.
I'm actually trying to think about this as a positive trajectory:
- 1st transfer of 1 embryo -- negative
- 2nd transfer of 1 embryo -- low positive
- 3rd transfer of 2 embryos (we are going to keep the last frozen one on ice and do another fresh cycle) -- maybe a real positive?
I'm so doing all I can to keep my spirits up -- just getting ready for the next cycle and waiting for my period. But let's be clear, what I really want to do is to curl up into the fetal position and begin to cry.