Tomorrow's the big day

Well, it's finally here. After numerous OB appointments, the urologist, and lots of blood work, tomorrow we get to know what this all points towards.

We will meet with the RE, get an internal ultrasound (shouldn't I at least get dinner first?) and have a plan...an actual, honest-to-goodness, here is what we do next kind of plan...I'm nervous (don't want to have to do injectables, but I'm ready for anything) and excited, and a little scared (what if he says our chances are like, nada?).

On a less than stellar note, I haven't gone in for urine HPT because I'm spotting again. My body hasn't decided if this is going to turn into AF or not. However, it is slightly embarrassing, because things will be a little messy for the RE. I know he does things like this all the time, but that doesn't help.

Spotting

I'm spotting and I don't know why.

This is only CD 19, there should be nothing going on. Well, I haven't ovulated this cycle and probably won't, just like last cycle. I'm not ovulating right this second, because the monitor gave me my ninth high today, but no peak (which tells me from my cycle history I'm not going to ovulate this month).

I hate crap like this because then I get that little voice in my head that says..."what if you did ovulate on like cd 11 and this is implantation spotting" Like I need feckin' hope like that.

Just when you think you've come to terms with a cycle, something else has to come in just to screw with your head.

Craptastic.