So my insulin level was a little high, what that means I don't really know, but I'll ask Friday. I'm taking Metformin for that now too, so just add another pill to my plate. I've gotta get one of those pill organizers that old folks use to keep track. Seriously.
I go see Dr. H for another u/s Friday, two days from now. At 9am, Andy's going to come with me as usual...he wants to be there for me, and I want him there. Luckily his job is so flexible. Hopefully we'll get pregnant soon and not have to go so much! I'm hopeful, but I'm also a little more pessimistic this time. I'm assuming there's nothing and we're going to have to do 200mg of Clomid. Then after that...who knows.
My emotions are so wacky, I've got to be driving Andy nuts. I apologize all the time, hopefully he knows how hard it is to go through this week after week. Watching him hold our newborn niece Hannah makes my heart melt. He feels the same. We are trying to be more verbal about all those crazy feelings, but it's hard, I always start to cry, then he freaks.
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