photo friday: red.

inspired by e., red for me this week is my jesse cat, also known in our house as yesiquito.

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publicly answering a question from comments.

alayna asked if i’m starting clomid b/c we’re continuing ttc, or if i’m just trying to get my body on track. the answer is pretty much the former.

we are going to give my cycle a trial run w/ clomid to see how it all goes. we weren’t planning on insemming in july anyway, so the pressure is off. thankfully, i still feel productive with all the details to manage, and so i’m not sad about missing another month. if all goes well, we will begin the process again in august, and continue through october (if necessary!) to try for a summer baby.

so there you have it.
thanks for asking, alayna 🙂

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thus begins intervention.

i talked to dr c’s nurse this morning. not surprisingly, my progesterone levels taken in the blood test last week were very very low. i did not ovulate.

also, today is cd 41. the spotting has stopped.

if i don’t get my period by monday, intervention numero uno will be provera, then c-c-c-clomid.
if i do get my period by monday, i will begin c-c-c-clomid.

and there you have it. PLAN B in full effect.

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whiskey tango foxtrot

cd 39. fertility friend is quite confused by my temps. one day, it will estimate a day of ovulation. the next day, it changes its mind.

i’ve been spotting for five days. not heavy enough to be called “light” and therefore starting a new cycle, so i’m in limbo.  dr c wants me to fax in a copy of my chart.

very frustrated with my reproductive system tonight.  meh.

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weather.

i haven’t had my camera on me this week as weather happened, and so here are last year’s juneish weather shots, all taken from my (former) porch.

behold, bipolar austin:

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sisters and brothers, unite.

hey friends, i need your help.  i have a discussion going on over at my other blog that stemmed, funnily enough, from my wink toward james dobson in my post yesterday.

i’d love for you to add your thoughtful voices to the discussion.  the entry is here.
a lot of conservative christians read my blog, and i think that, despite the likely troll who started it all, this can be an interesting dialogue.  join me?

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my day, aka thanks insurance!

10 am: dentist. pick up new nightguard. have tooth drilled.

11 am: sit in dr’s office with h, as she is told she has her first ear infection ever.

noon: lunch

1:45: h. and i arrive at dermatologist’s office, for matching appointments. (ahhhh! sweet, huh?)

3:30: have 2 moles removed. h has 1. also, the freezing of the warts.

4:00 have blood drawn (by community college student) for progesterone test. even though i’m spotting. because even though i know i’m about to get my period–early, without any ovulation–part of me wonders if i’m having ovulation spotting.

5:00 nap.
(that’s now.)

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score one for dobson

when h and i first began thinking about kids, i knew there would be risks of exposing vulnerable children to the gay agenda, the code by which we live our deviant lives. they could turn out gay. or feminist. or pro gay marriage. or or or. gay.

what we didn’t bargain for was the effect our lifestyle could have on our pets. i wasn’t aware of cross-species abomination influence. how could i have been so ignorant? so naive?

behold, exhibit a:

what you are witnessing is the illicit love affair between one 9 month old doxiepoo and one 6 year old ornery calico. i have caught them, on more than one occasion, spooning in our bed. she licks (licks!) him on the face. he nibbles behind her ears, checking for fleas. she bites him in the eye. he bites her in the face. and then they spoon some more.

canines and felines have no right to be such intimates. i’m sorry, it’s just wrong. and disgusting.
despite the absolute cuteness factor, clem and claira are putting their souls in danger.

tonight, i am going to sit them down for a conversation. “it has to end,” i will tell them. i will separate their spooning with my legs if i have to.

wait a minute. i just thought of something. clem = boy. claira = girl.
hmm.

*logic logic logic*

I’VE GOT IT!
the interspecies abomination may just be nullified by the fact that i have raised two animals who are attracted to the opposite sex. *whew*

okay kids. sorry. as you were.

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photo monday.

i apologize for my belated contribution, but here, my friends, are feet. my feet. naked on a rock at hippie hollow.

and yes, the rest of me was naked as well. good times.

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afterwards.

so i went to the ob today. dr. c., aka dr. no nonsense. i brought my charts like a good little girl, and today’s pee stick so she could see that the darkest line i’ve seen is still lighter than the control. she pored over my meticulous charts for a few minutes and came up with this:

1. i have not ovulated this month.
2. either i’m ovulating today or my temperature will go back down again tomorrow.
3. saliva test isn’t going to work for me. “it appears that you have salty spit,” she said without a hint of sarcasm.
4. opks might not be working for me either.
5. dr c. really thinks i ovulated last month.
6. she wants me to use my bbt as primary prediction method.
7. if my temps stay up after today, i’m getting a progesterone test to make sure everything’s ok.
8. if everything is ok and my cycles are simply long with an o day of cd 21-24, then we’ll start doing ultrasounds during o week to better pinpoint.
9. if 7 & 8 indicate no ovulation, then she’d like to introduce c-c-c-c-clomid.

at one point in the conversation, i accidentally referred to clomid as chlamydia.

so. time to dust off my memory about my insurance coverage for infertility treatments.

the good news: dr c. is not a hardcore clomid pusher.
the bad news: she is concerned that, with my long cycles and tendency toward annovulatory cycles, i will need to go the clomid route in the end: “otherwise, you might be trying to get pregnant for years…”

i’m letting all of this sink in at the moment.
meanwhile, i am wicked constipated and my belly hurts and my back is throbbing.
meh.

happy weekend, y’all.
maybe i’ll post a friday photo to cheer myself up.

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