Bring on the drugs then.
This morning did give me a beautiful infertile memory, though. One I will treasure. I went back to sleep after the alarm went off and had a lovely dream that I'd got up, peed on the stick, and got lovely strong clear double lines, and everyone was so happy for me.
I woke up again at 650. Took my temperature - it was nice and high. Got up, no blood. Peed on stick. Then started to bleed before the stick had time to react. Stared at stick anyway. Stared at stick some more. Noticed second line but way up the test, away from the testing area. Decided to ignore it. Climbed back into bed with H and demanded comfort. Climbed out of bed and persuaded myself to do my "yoga for fertility" practice. Stared at stick a bit longer. Went to do yoga.
Medicines have now arrived, although painters haven't. Need to call clinic to set up day 2 scan tomorrow. Yaay.
Thanks for all your kind thoughts yesterday. But I guess I need the drugs. Please hope for me that that's all it will take for us.