So of course she shows up. I'm come to grips with the fact that we are never getting pregnant, hell I can't even be given an foster kid with issues. Blah, I'm in a rotten, funky, eat a gallon of ice cream kind of mood.
I'm done, I threw out my BBT, my OPK's and I'm not putting that clomid crap in my body again this month.
If anyone needs me, I'll be at the shelter adopting a zillion cats.