I didn't want to wait until tomorrow- so I just took a pregnancy test. Big shock, it's negative. I didn't want to deal with the anxiety all day tomorrow waiting for the nurse to call with the results sometime in the afternoon, only to possibly hear bad news. It really sucks. So I figured that I'd just get it out of the way. So there we have it. Another negative.

My follow up appointment is already scheduled for Thursday. So I guess we'll be planning for a fresh cycle. Oh the joy. The needles, the pain, the constant appointments, the egg retrieval, and let's not forget the raging bitch side effect. I'm having a moment right now, and the whole thought of it is overwhelming me.