I woke up to a nice, shiny, bright-red surprise.
Cycle day 1. Eff off, Aunt Flo.
My CD 2 ultrasound is tomorrow at 9. I start Clomid on Saturday. There will be no day of rest for my uterus or my sanity.
My boss didn't seem too worried that I would be out three mornings again. He just told me to keep a running tab "in my head" of the time I was missing so I could make it up instead of using PTO. I miss unlimited sick time at my old company.
Oh, and happy anniversary to me. Today is my one-year blogging anniversary. Not much has changed, has it?