Well, funny now, not so funny this morning. I detected my LH surge last night, so called my RE office, and the receptionist chastised me for testing twice that day, saying they usually recommend that you test only once daily. Whatever, I know I tested negative yesterday morning, and did it again around 5 pm as I was getting definite signs that it was going to happen, and I didn't want to miss it (and by the way when I tested this am again just to check there was no LH surge so if I had only tested once daily I would have missed it and blew a cycle, which only proves that you are your best advocate when it comes to infertility). Anyways, I scheduled my drop off time and IUI time, then had to figure out how to pull this off with my 5 year old in tow. Got up at 5:30 am (well really 3:30 am and stared at the ceiling for 2 hours), then got showered, got breakfast made and packed for my son, then got him up and dressed and in the car, then got my husband to give me the goods at exactly 6:45 am before he left for work, then drove with said goods between my thighs to the RE. Dropped off my sample, sat in the car for an hour as my son ate pancakes and asked me thousands of questions. At IUI time, I felt extremely uncomfortable having my son there for some reason; he has been to alot of my appointments but it just seemed so wrong for him to be there for potential fertilization. At this point I am truly so stressed out I'm thinking why would sperm want to be in such a hostile environment? So I'm situated on the table, my son is to my right, doc comes in (there are several, this is a new one to me) and gives me some small talk, then says "scoot down about 2 more inches" whereby I scoot and then my foot slips and I KICK the doctor in the stomach inches from his groin! I know I did it but was too embarrassed to acknowledge it, so I just didn't say anything. I mean for God's sake I am half naked kicking the doctor! And I am not graceful so it's hard to get back into a presentable position. In a stage whisper he says to the nurse "Did you see she just kicked me?!". Well my son thinks this is hysterical and I am so embarrassed, all I can say is that it's probably not a good idea to kick the doctor right before the speculum is inserted. Thankfully he was really understanding, I'm sure it's not the first time he was kicked by a patient. Anyways, the deed is done and now I get to do the dreaded 2 ww . . .
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