I had been bopping along thinking I wasn’t really having any emotional side effects from the Femara, and then I had a bit of a meltdown this afternoon. Which was strangely reassuring, because at my ultrasound today I had no follicles to speak of. It’s CD12. On my Clomid cycles, I’ve ovulated pretty late (ovuLATE? heh) - someplace between CD19 and CD21. But on this last unmedicated cycle, I ovulated on CD13. So I was kinda hoping I had started a new phase in my cycles. But not so much. This is always one of the most demoralizing parts of a cycle for me - I go in for a scan after finishing a round of meds and have apparently nothing to show for it and it makes me think the whole cycle is over. And then I have to remind myself that I’ve been here before, and that when I go back on Friday things will probably be different. And having a meltdown I can pretend to blame on the meds makes it feel like the meds are doing SOMETHING in there.
But it still sucks right now, and I’m still in a funk. And my high school reunion is this weekend. Eh.