I think we’ve been more nonchalant this cycle. We (okay, let’s be honest, I) haven’t been calling friends with updates. I haven’t given my sister a cervical mucous play-by-play (something for which I’m sure she is eternally grateful). We aren’t checking (well, not obsessively) the bumpiness, translucency and tenderness of her breasts. I think we’ve taken a more relaxed approach.
I’d like to continue on in this state of gently waiting but we’ve got to go in for a blood test tomorrow to check her progesterone. I suppose we could stay away, but Best Of suggested it and it appears he knows what he’s talking about – best of… and all. I don’t know what to expect with this test. I’m pretty sure about a couple of things – it will tell us whether or not she ovulated; it won’t tell us if she’s pregnant; and there’s a number that we should be above. Is it that simple?
As far as we know, she isn’t infertile and so there’s no reason to expect that she isn’t ovulating after that happy little smiley shows up. And, since Soap Opera told us there was only a 25% chance of conception with each attempt, it seems perfectly plausible (though not reasonable, if you ask me) that she ovulated but didn’t conceive last time. But we’ll go for the test and I’ll try not to be terrified of hearing what number comes out.
Because as long as we’re here, gently waiting with no numbers (happily ignorant), she could still be pregnant. That might be the most heartbreaking thing about this simple blood test. Though it won’t tell us if she is or isn’t, it will tell us if there wasn’t a chance at all (if I understood the Internet correctly – though it lies, so who can tell?) and that will be disappointing. Regardless, tomorrow is coming whether we want it to or not (and it will be 8 days after the iui, for those playing at home) and it’ll be over as quickly as it gets here.