My Morning

First, I went and got the ultrasound.
Bummer. Still a bunch of small follicles, nothing really big yet.

After that, I went on over to get my blood drawn.

Let me start by saying that I don't like the lab they use. Today further validated my feelings. The woman drawing my blood whips out, what I swear, has to be the biggest needle they have. I have small veins... large needles and small veins do not mix. I didn't say anything though, and just tried to tough it out.

She missed the freakin vein, nicked it, or went right through it... I'm not sure, but this happens a lot when some jerk comes along and thinks they can use that big ass needle on my arm. So, I feel and hear the familiar "Pft, pft, pft, pft" pulsing noise, that tells me it's squirting, rather than shooting, into the tube. She's digging the damn needle around, in and out, and making me "straighten" my arm out more. Because she just can't get it to fill the tube up. And it. fucking. hurt.

Then she starts making comments about how people aren't getting enough water before they get their blood drawn that day, how I needed to get plenty of water the day before I came in there... Yeah, she did. She totally blamed me for her incompetence. I wanted to look that bitch in the face and tell her exactly why she was a dumbass, and smack her. I get plenty of water thank you, and umm... drinking more water won't make her dumb ass smarter. I mean, seriously!

I am very bitchy about the whole morning, can you tell?
I came home and went back to sleep... I thought maybe getting a few more Zz's would help with my mood... but no such luck. I'm still pissy.

I'm waiting to hear back from Dr. BlowsSunshine. After they get my blood work results on my estrogen, they'll tell me what to do about my dosing. It is very likely that I will have to up it.

Update: Estrogen was only 34... so I was told to up my dose to 150, and I go back on Monday for another ultrasound and more blood work.