Scary, and it isn't even Halloween yet.

Today, unfortunately, is day 3 of my cycle.

I didn't even cry this month as my monthly visitor

made her way back into my life.

I somehow feel like I am becoming desensitized from the whole situation.

Yesterday, I was able to speak with IRH

and told them that I want to be more aggressive with my treatment.

The poor nurse didn't know who she had on her hands today!

A sad, frustrated woman who is tired of doing the same old thing

each cycle, that's who.

The nurse said that if I want to be more aggressive the doctor will

probably have me do an HSG test.

I reminded her that I had that done in May.

She then said that the doc will probably 

start me on Clomid.

I then reminded her that I already was on that for 3 months.

I guess she could sense my frustration so she said,

"Come in tomorrow for a Day 3 scan and we'll go from there."

Thank you.

That's what I was wanting to hear!

I am continuously thankful for

my fighting spirit and that I don't take no for an answer.

The Day 3 scan went well.

I didn't have any follicles left over from my

previous cycle that were still stimulated,

so I was clear to begin a more aggressive 

approach.

This cycle I will do Femara days 3-7 of my cycle,

then Follistim shots in my stomach days 7-10.

I will go back in on Day 10 of my cycle (Oct. 15th)

to see when I will need to do the Ovidrel shot

and my next IUI.

So that's where we stand for now.

Another month with a hopeful heart.

I saw this and it made me giggle...

Let's hope Keith doesn't want to kill me by the end of all of this!

Wish us luck!