Monday, March 1, 2010

Really great pinot noir

Was had tonight. By me. And DH, but who really cares about that? And I drank a lot and am typing feeling somewhat woozy because guess what? I am not pregnant! Again! Awesome!

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.


  1. Crap, I'm sorry! Sending you lots of hugs!

  2. Oh poo, I'm sorry. Sending hugs and another glass of pinot your way.

  3. Damn, I'm sorry. Glad you had some pinot (and DH) to comfort you.

  4. So sorry to hear and make sure you have a big glass of wine.