IVF #1 is cancelled. We'll do a medicated IUI with only a 10-12% success rate.
FUCK.
But since I said I'd try to be more positive, here is a really great thing.
I called my mom crying. I said two sentence. #1 I dropped Jeremy (DH) off at the airport. (he's going home til Monday to see his dad). #2 They canceled the IVF.
As I finished that last sentence she said, "we'll be there in 7 hours" and her and my dad packed and jumped in the car and are now driving from Phoenix to Los Angeles so I don't have to be alone right now.
How cool is that?
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