Double Down on the Emotional Rollercoaster

Long time no see, huh? See... the thing is... everything was feeling really stable for a while there. I felt like I was on a really good track going the natural route. And then the Clomid hit.

Well I guess that sounds misleading. Rewind the tape. Go back about 5 weeks. We visited friends in Cali (with a side trip to Napa, woo!) and while we visited this super sweet family with two little boys and a brand new house, I started my CD1. Yep, blood in the panties (ugh, what a gross word, panties, makes my arm hair stand up). Given our surroundings at the time, I guess J and I got to feeling antsy so I made the phone call to CCRM on Monday saying that I'd like to go for another Clomid cycle. A day later, I went for my cyst check, was obviously all clear, and started up the same 50mg clomiphene prescription. The IUI was relatively uneventful and the following two weeks were equally uneventful. I   knew before the two week wait was over that the only thing I was waiting for was the dreaded period. But, lord, did that motherhecker hold out on me. I spotted for 4 days before it finally came through. When I called CCRM to report my CD1 (again) and schedule a cyst check (again), I learned that Dr. M wanted me to try this final IUI cycle with 100 mg.

So we're doing a big, bad double down on the Clomid. In the real-life world, I've had massive drama with my brother; a big fight with my mom due to the drama with brother; we adopted a puppy; I interviewed for a job, got the offer and turned it down; we fell in love with a house, put in an offer, won the bid, and then were told 20 minutes later the other buyers outbid us; ate and drank plenty of things I shouldn't have; and my dad was in a car accident (dad is fine, car is totaled).

ohmigosh.breathe

Through all of that, I frequently found myself thinking, "Gosh you're handling this well. Prior to the acupuncture and yoga biz, you'd be flipping out right now!" Welp! It took me a solid 2+ months to get on that straight & steady track and took 2 days of Clomid for all that hard work to unravel. I just totally fell apart last night. Looking back, I don't even know what the catalyst was. I recall going into the bathroom to get ready for bed and just staring a myself in the mirror. I felt overwhelmed by a feeling of worthlessness, hopelessness. Cognitively, I knew there was a lot of blame to be placed on the medication, but that surely didn't stop the tears from coming on hard and fast. It's hard to shake the feeling of failure when you believe you're doing everything you can and still finding no success. Helpless.

And then there was the episode (two episodes, coughcough) of Transparent on Amazon Prime that had me choking back tears this morning. Oy. But there was going to be a peak to match my low, dark valley! Two bright spots in my day were on the way...

Cycle Day 7: BOGO Sale

Buy one, get one... Two posts for the price of one. Here's the update of what I didn't know when I wrote the previous post. 

1) I believe I have a new symptom to record: hot flashes. It's summer time and NJ has been having some wretchedly hot 90+ degree days with insane humidity, so I could be off-base here. However, the fact that I'd sit around the air conditioned house during the day and actually feel chilly enough for a blanket and then totally sweat my tush off when going to sleep kind of makes me think... maybe that's what a hot flash feels like! I was literally dripping sweat and had to throw off the sheet and turn the AC down a touch. I hold out hope that I'll never have need for clomid again (!!!!) but in case I do, remember the hot flashes...

2) No in-laws this holiday weekend, after all. Bummer. I've been sitting in the airport all evening waiting for my 5:15 pm flight to depart while they've been at the Philly airport also waiting. Unfortunately their flight was finally cancelled (it's now 11pm). As for me, I did get on the plane for about two hours. But a brilliant airport employee left the jetbridge unsecured and the storm that came through before we pushed off from the gate smashed the equipment into our wing. WOMP womp :( So we all deplaned and have been waiting ever since for a new aircraft to come in from another place in the country with no storms (not a lot of those tonight. hurricanes and storm cells abound!) Hoping for a plane in the next 30 minutes or so... which will get me into Denver just before 2:30am. Poor J needs to come pick me up then. Ouch. 

The Irony:

I really had stopped worrying about wacky mood swings with the in laws. All I'm feeling is a touch over-emotional, but I've been keeping good control of that when I realize it is a chemically induced over-reaction.

The Good News:
None of this effects our ultrasound or IUI schedule! Deep breath in, deep breath out..... Very excited about our dates next week. 

Cycle Day 7

Today is the seventh day of my cycle and I've taken the full course of clomid- all 5 pills at 50mg doses. I'm definitely feeling the overstimulation in the ovaries, though primarily in the right side. In my previous two natural cycles I've had ultrasounds that showed my right ovary was dominant and my HSG revealed a very slow spill of dye on the left. Just gives me pause, room to wonder what the deal is with my left side and why it's riding the short bus. 

Aside from feeling my hyperactive ovaries kicking into gear, I'm pleased to say I'm not feeling many other symptoms - probably because I'm on what seems to be the lowest dose. This last week I've been "vacationing" at my parents' in NJ and my mom and I are swapping lots of stories, memories, general catch up stuff. Whenever she lobs one at me that is even remotely emotional I get crazy choked up. Funny enough, that's the extent of my over-emotional, PMS-y mood swings. So far :) J's parents are visiting Denver with us for this upcoming holiday weekend and I'm a little anxious about ending up with sick mood swings while they happen to be staying with us. Eeek! I'll need to remember to stay focused, present and calm.