There is a Chinese curse that says "May you live in interesting times". Well, yesterday was interesting. I went to the RE (Reproductive Endocrinologist) to get some help with trying to conceive baby #2, and had to wait for an hour for him to show up. He was stuck in surgery, so it's not like he could help it, but it was still annoying, esp. because we had Calvin with us (we wanted him to see Calvin since he helped us conceive the first time). I had an ultrasound to see what was going on, and it turns out that absolutely nothing is going on. No decent follicles, not much endometrial lining, etc. My body just doesn't seem to be having a clue about what it is supposed to be doing. That was a bummer. So, since my prolactin level was normal (it was high before, and taking meds to lower it led straight to Calvin!), we're going to try clomiphene, a drug that makes you ovulate. Basically, it fools your brain into thinking you don't have any estrogen around, and that causes GnRH release and then LH release and ovulation. Ta-da! We'll see what happens. It does have a 5-10% risk of twins if you do get pregnant. Yikes. Well, I'm just not going to worry about that right now.
So the appointment was OK except for being late, but then I left the office and proceeded to hit the edge of a tire on a large curb (how stupid can I get?) and flattened it thoroughly. Loren was there and tried to change the tire, but one of the bolts on the wheel broke off and one of the lug nuts was misshapen. So, we had to call AAA and get a tow. Several hours later (after feeding Calvin cookies from a vending machine at the repair shop because I didn't bring food for that long), Loren picked us up after he got off of work. An hour later, the car was fixed and we were able to go get it. I did make it home in time to teach my 5:30 pm piano students, which was good.
Anyway, everything came out fine in the end, but it was an interesting day, to be sure.
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