A Change of Plans

AF came today. CD 21. Nice huh? Welcome to my world. You know the craziest thing is that I still held out this small ray of hope that it might happen this month. Can you say dillusional? I knew you could.

So, panicked because I knew there were meds to be ordered so they could start on CD 2, I met with Dr. Baby Maker today. Mostly to talk about the financial end of things, but it turned out that we dealt with getting the business of IUI started.

Yep, I said it. IUI. I know I said we were going for drugs first, but the cost difference is 10%. $5000 vs. $4500 to more than double our odds. Come on. I live in Vegas. My husband is a big casino guy. I can't take him those odds and feel good about going with just the drugs. It just doesn't compute. This isn't about money, but the math just didn't work.

My big box o' drugs comes tomorrow and we do the baseline ultrasound on Sunday. Tonight was my last bender. We drank champagne from our wedding and sat in the spa. We laughed about high school (my friend from the old days is visiting this weekend) and talked about our future. It's been nice. I wish that things were as simple now as they were then.

Here's to the future.