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Better Days :)

Things are looking up, and I am a much happier bunny than I was in my last post. Amazing what a good night asleep can do for the soul.

Friday was a good day. We finally heard from the courtesy car people and things are starting to move, all be it slowly. This is taking some of my stress away, although we're still not 100% sure we'll get to see family this Christmas (which would be awful).

I called my docs for the blood test results. The woman on reception read out the cryptic notes on my results and then asked if I had understood a word of it, because she hadn't. We laughed about it and arranged for one of my two lady doctors who have been dealing with my secondary infertility to give me a call on Monday and explain. Then I can call the Fertility Clinic on Tuesday and tell them.

Why do doctors and such feel the need to speak in code when it's the poor reception staff and us commoners on the street that need to understand them too? At least my nice doctors will speak to me in a language I'll understand. Even if I do have to wait or Monday.

Although I likely wont need to result for myself on Monday, because I'll either get AF - which says to me I didn't ov because we did the deed with really good timing - or I wont and I might get a BFP!

The later is unlikely. AF is due today.

I have been studying my charts. On my two pregnant charts I had temp dips on dpo 9 and 10 respectively. This cycle I had a dip at 9 dpo (yesterday) which gets me excited! Today is 10 dpo and I have had a rise like on my preg charts, but it's not a very high one. In fact that pattern more closely resembles the rise-dip-low rise pattern I have for AF about to start. So from that I am expecting AF within the next 24 hours. I'm thinking I'll prob get spotting by bedtime. But if she doesn't show by tomorrow bedtime I'll be finding it very hard to stay away from those pee sticks before my testing day of the 12th!

Keep telling myself there is NO POINT taking a preg test before 4-7 days after my dip because even if I was preg it wouldn't show.

Off to find myself something to distract myself with.... because I'm staring at my chart like it'll change anything!

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