I'm just so fed up with being poked and prodded, I guess. Back when I really believed these things were going to help me get pregnant, I was willing to do them, because there was an end goal. Stick a catheter through my cervix? SUre! Inject myself with drugs daily that make me feel icky? Bring it on! But at this point, it all seems futile. It feels like I'm tormenting myself for no reason. Every time I see a pregnant woman with a couple of small children in tow, I want to hit her, and that's just comepletely irrational.
And now I'm about to go to a new doctor, where we'll have to start all over and have lots of the tests done again, and I'm just not looking forward to it at all.
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Date: 2006-07-11 05:35 pm (UTC)And now I'm about to go to a new doctor, where we'll have to start all over and have lots of the tests done again, and I'm just not looking forward to it at all.
Blech. :-P