4.3
My progesterone at seven days past ovulation.
How bad would it be to have a martini now? At eight o’ clock in the morning. At work.
Bad, right?
The Loneliest Number Since The Number One.
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You mix em up I’ll drink one with you. I like mine dirty.
I’m so sorry about the numbers.
Eh, not THAT bad. Having the martini, I mean, not the number. Any word on what they think happened? No ovulation after all or just low progesterone? I’m guessing high enough to indicate ovulation, but too low to be healthy, huh. Surely superdoc has a plan.
I’m sorry, Alexis.
Sorry about the bad results, hon. I don’t know that I recommend the martini at work, but perhaps the liquid lunch would be an acceptable alternative?
(Love the title, though… big Aimee Mann fan here too)
whadja say? is not good drink martini for breakfas?
well, shit. there goes my diet plan.
Hey, it’s Friday, it’s never too early for martinis.
So sorry about the numbers. Hopefully your doctor will have some insight.
i say drink it up. right now:)
if you put the martini in a coffee cup no one will even know.
very sorry about the number. GAH! body behave now!
I am sorry, maybe it will take another month to get all the numbers straightened out??
I hope that is the case, or perhaps you just need some of those yummy suppositories! You could join the rest of us in our yuckiness!
I’m with Nicole – it could well take another month or two for the Met to fully kick into gear. Ovulating at all is major progress, my dear. Not that you shouldn’t have a martini anyway, but don’t give up on the progress just yet.
I’m sorry, Alexa. Shit.
I hope next month is much, much better.
I’m so sorry. I really thought the results were going to be better. I can’t wait to hear what your doctor has to say. Have a fruity martini for me.
Awww… CRAP!
Well… my only words of wisdom at this moment involve leaning over an ice-chilled glass of gin… breathing the word ‘vermouth’ on said gin… and calling it the perfect dry martini before admiring the view of the sky through the conical bottom of the glass.
I’m sorry Alexa. I’ve also got no idea what that means? No ovulation after all? Or just crappy progesterone? Wish I could help. Consider me a virtual bartender.