I picked up my script for Clomid last night. After a mix up at the pharmacy in which I was given a new bottle of prenatals, which I did need, I left with 150mg of Clomid. I'm anticipating the side effects now and I told J he might want to consider a move to Siberia for the next 5 days but to be home by next Wednesday. Poor guy. Really hope this works because I'm not looking forward to being pushed, prodded, stabbed, and having dye shot into my tubes.
So not only are we on our last cycle of Clomid but if we are successful in our conception this imaginary, as yet to be conceived child would be due right around Christmas. Poor kid. I'm sorry in advance.
How far does one go to conceive? When do you just say to yourself....you know, I've had enough. I'm asking these questions already and we are just taking pills.
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