Why do they do this??

My RE's nurse called (Is it bad that I recognize her voice before she identifies herself?) to tell me that my P4 is elevated (I hadn't even been taking the supplements prior to the blood draw) and I need to go in for a beta in the next day or 2.

So now my hopes are crazy high even though I know that P4 isn't an indicator of pregnancy.

I'm going to go in on Thursday, 9DPO. My heart is all fluttery.

2 for the price of one!

Ultrasound wands up the hoo-ha, that is.

I had a follow up appointment with my RE yesterday. She wanted to make sure my ovaries were normal after the overstim debacle last week. Lefty is doing just fine, completely back to normal size. Righty is still a little swollen but otherwise looks a-ok, all is right with the world. She sent me off to the lab for a P4 blood draw and told me she'd call me later to update me on the measurement of my lining (the sonographist didn't write it down on my file). As I was waiting in line at the lab my favorite nurse runs up and tells me to head back down to see the doctor once my blood was drawn. The sonographist didn't measure my lining. We were so busy chatting with one another - her twin girls are IVF babies from the same clinic I'm heading to next week - it slipped her mind. I'm measuring 12.6 - awesome! It looks "gorgeous" according to the doctor and the sonographist. I actually have some hope for this cycle!

I'm 7dpo today. The past 2 cycles I've started to spot 9dpo. We're having a Derby/Cinco de Mayo bash on Saturday - I should know by then whether I can partake in some mint julips/sangria or not.

The 9DPO cry-fest

I'm in a miserable mood today. My temperature was a f-ed due to the 30* weather and a stubborn husband who won't turn on the heat. 30 degrees in Austin, TX in april - that's messed up. Had the circumstances of waking up this morning been perfect I still think my temperature would have plummeted. I'm not feeling it at all.

Scrolling back through previous charts and blogs 9DPO seemss to be the day that Hope takes some PTO and leaves me along with Doubt. I really need too keep an eye on how they're scheduling their time next cycle. Hope is a hard worker and all but Doubt really pulls through at the end. Doubt is definitely reigning supreme in our hosehold today, that's for sure.

My breasts stopped hurting, my mood shifted, I'm pretty sure my temperature shifted and I don't feel as bloated as I had previously. Same symptoms for the past 6 cycles and they've all resulted in the same conclusion. Doesn't take a rocket scientist to see where this is headed.

But maybe I'm wrong. Maybe my hopes will rise again for the next few days before Doubt (and my period) come crashing down and thrusting me into even greater disappointment. Just like always.

I really need some cheering up. Thank goodness for silly dogs and chocolate covered pretzels (to be enjoyed separately).