I am so tired of my lovely Dr having to tell me "I'm so sorry". FUCK.
Another failed pregnancy....strike FOUR. This time it's a blighted ovum.
No more chances for just taking another round of Clomid, our next step is a fertility specialist. Dr. W doesn't want to waste more of our time if there is a chance of the specialist helping.
Which means we are totally screwed. My insurance company won't even pay for the Clomid they sure as hell aren't going to pay for anything more invasive.
Dave is going to check into his insurance. I wouldn't be able to switch until Dec but that is only 7 months away. It' will probably take a month for me to m/c and then another for my body to kick back into a routine. Yeah, I'm kinda ramblin right now. It's how I process crap. Sorry.
I'll let my brain calm down and then we'll make an appointment to meet with him. I've already decided that IVF isn't for us it's just too cost prohibitive. I don't know what to think or feel anymore.
Maybe, just maybe, I'll win the lottery between now and then. I might as well hope for "World Peace" while I'm at it.