So I totally slacked on my "What To Eat Wednesday" post yesterday, mostly because we're still trying to recover from the past weekend and haven't been eating the best. Breakfast and lunch are pretty easy, but at the end of the day, dinners are the last thing we want to think about which means we don't always make the best choices. I unfortunately see this as a trend for October since we'll be out of town almost every weekend. Oh well, eating well two out of the three meals in a day is better than not at all, right?
I'm probably jinxing myself, but I haven't had any side effects from the Clomid (yet.) Mind you, tonight will only be my third dose, so they could still pop up, but I fully expected to have horrible night sweats and headaches moments after taking the first dose. Of course, now that I've said this, I'll be writing a post tomorrow about how I didn't sleep all night and woke up drenched in sweat.
Many of you have asked if I'm getting a mid cycle monitoring appointment, and after my last appointment with Dr. B, I fully expected to. However, when I emailed my nurse to set one up, she said that Dr. B does "monitoring" appointments 33-35 days after the onset of your period...which would put me approximately 5 days after the start of my next cycle. I nicely pointed that out and explained that when I last spoke to Dr. B, he wanted to do a mid cycle appointment to make sure I didn't pop out 10 babies nine months from now, but the nurse was very adamant about scheduling me for November 6. I didn't feel like fighting her about it; honestly I'm just trying to coast my way through these next few months of Clomid before getting referred to an RE who is hopefully more organized, but I will bring it up to Dr. B in November. If I do happen to get pregnant with Clomid, then I will be ecstatic, but I'm not getting my hopes up too high. We all know hope is a bitch.
This weekend, Keegan and I are driving down to the coast for Cruisin' the Coast. As Keegan's wedding present, I surprised him with a trip to Cruisin the Coast last year, and it's quickly become a tradition for us. We'll spend the weekend on the sandy beaches of the Mississippi/Alabama/Louisiana coast looking at vintage cars and eating tasty foods that are horrible for us. Maybe I'll have a post not centered about my lady bits next week and will post some pictures.
I doubt I'll post again until next week, so I hope everyone has a good weekend. If you have a few moments, make sure to send some good vibes into the universe for Stupid Stork. She has two fighting embryos from her last IVF cycle and are hoping they'll survive until the end of the week so they can be frozen. She wants to be that success story when everything looks bleak, and I want that for her too.