Stupid Ovaries

Okay, really ovaries? That's how you want to play? I see how it's going to be. This morning I went to see my RE to find out how successful my ovaries responded to the new higher 150iu dose and the answer is: they didn't. In fact, my E2 results showed a drop which is really not cool. I swear to you the follies actually looked smaller. They didn't even bother to measure this time. What's that about? I mean really? I'm so frustrated there aren't even words to describe it. So the next step is increase my dose to 225iu and go back in on Thursday. I really don't appreciate this not just because of the money thing since I've dropped a few grand in meds alone this cycle, but also the time off from work. Since I have to go back on Thursday, I can't even take a half day because my students are going on a field trip. That also means that I have to miss the field trip with my students. I feel awful. They were so disappointed when I told them. It broke my heart to see them so disappointed to not have me there. I can't even tell them why other than I have to go to the doctor. Some of my kids have started to ask me if I'm dying. :-( I just want to say...no, but I'm about to kill my ovaries! So I guess I leave with 225iu every night until appointment on Thursday morning. Because my marsupial pouch isn't black, blue, purple, green, and yellow enough from all the needle brusing...I get to add probably 5 more days to it! Oh, yeah! (This is me being positive).