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Thanks for all the advice on the last one. First, re the baths. Persephone and Lynette are not to worry, the bath I took was on Sunday, before the transfer. Although none of the doctors told me not to take baths, I'd seen that particular advice before and so have resisted since the transfer on Monday, despite being sorely tempted due to the only alternative being a lukewarm shower. Let me tell you, that word lukewarm is highly misleading. When you're in it, it feels pretty damn cold. It's been like that, or getting worse, for a month and our bloody useless plumber has procrastinated, until a tearful fit on my part on Friday morning encouraged H to get another plumber in today. It will still take a week or so to get it fixed, since the problem is that a part is broken and the shower we have is so obscure there's no way to get a replacement part, so we have to get a replacement shower, but at least we are on our way. But no more baths, I promise. I'll just go and have a shower at the gym tomorrow, I think.
As for the constipation, if I'd posted yesterday I would have written something virtuous about how much water I drink and how my diet is entirely composed of leafy green vegetables, brown rice, and fruit, and it's had no effect. But after a couple of days of upping the water intake to nearly three litres (that's 101.442 fluid oz to you wierdo Americans) a day, and consciously eating even more spinach, kale, cabbage, peppers and brown rice than I thought was possible, this morning the bowel movements were exemplary. Of course, this probably just means that I'm not pregnant, but I'm hanging on to optimism while there's still time.
Speaking of whether or not I'm pregnant. I'm pondering the stick peeing question. I'm sorely tempted. Partly because I have a very busy day at work on Friday so I haven't figured out how I'll cope with getting the test result. But I know that getting a negative result any day is going to kill me, so I'm not sure why I think Friday will be any worse. Perhaps because before then I can tell myself that it's too early? By the way, those of you with short luteal phases normally, were they longer on IVF or on progesterone? Or should I be starting to worry about whether I'll start bleeding from Monday onwards?
Oh this is so much fun! I can't understand why more people don't do this!