Patiently, Impatient on CD37 Post D&C

It's been five weeks and a day (who's counting?) since my D&C on June 3rd. Labeling D&C day as CD1 for ease of tracking, makes today 37 days without a period. Though the recovery time has been magical (and I mean that), I'm starting to get impatient. My veins are fully recovered, my body (for the most part) feels back to normal, my mind is in a better place and I'm overall feeling fulfilled, except for one...little...BIG...thing.

Knowing I have another cycle to go in-between D&C recovery and FET, I'm anxious to get this show on the road. It's an awkward thing...wishing for a period. Just another loony aspect of the IVF process I suppose. Even though my husband and I cannot conceive naturally, the delayed period still provides some torturous false sense of hope. I sit here thinking, maybe by some miracle, I am pregnant, knowing quite well it's not possible. Regardless, it's nice to dream about.

Glossingly aware that I need to schedule a saline sonogram with my next cycle, I've decided to shorten the wait, and requested to do blood work or be scanned, to see what's going on in that stubborn uterus of mine. So, Friday morning, I'll be back where this all started, sitting in a chair, giving blood, wondering when it will be my turn.

But if it's waiting for you, I'll wait.