So yesterday would have been my due date if IVF #1 had worked. I had meetings all day and dinner with friends last night. I was doing really OK. Like I said in a previous post, I've been really good about doing some things for myself this week like getting my nails done, going to a card-making class, and hanging out with friends.
Last night when we got home from dinner, I sat on an ice pack on the couch in preparation for my next PIO Shot. It numbs it so that it doesn't hurt so much, which is helpful when we're now doing 2 and 3 shots a day. While waiting for my hip to get numb, I had my laptop and was on several IF'ers blogs looking up crazy things that may help with implantation. I'm getting a little desperate and willing to try silly things...gotta buy a pineapple today... At this point, Hubby shows me an email that he just received that family members are pregnant with #4.
The timing of that could not have been worse. That one hurt.