Cycle cancelled due to hyperstimulation.
Dr. Doctor has “never seen anything like it.”
Under strict orders to eschew sex in order to avoid conception of quadruplets.
Am punishing errant ovaries with large quantities of alcohol.
Am punishing self with PubMed, tears, and prodding of painful abdomen.
Details tomorrow.
Cancelled.
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Dammit. I’m sorry.
Well, crappity crap. I’m so sorry. Take good care of yourself.
Let’s go out and beat the shit out of our ovaries with an empty bottle of whatever alcohol we can drink without a glass. Of course it would be preferable if we could remove said offending ovaries for such a purpose.
You know that I know that really, really sucks.
Ack. PCOS inhibits ovulation, but then goes fucking crazy producing all kinds of shit. Typical.
So sorry to hear this news. Keep your chin up. (Well, after the excessive drinking–then keep your chin up.)
Dammit! Listen, Alexa’s Ovaries: get yourselves together. Either do it right every month or stop with this crazy stimming. Jeez!
Alexa dear, pound the alcohol. I’m so, so sorry.
Aw, fuck. That just sucks. Please take care of yourself over the next few days. Drink plenty of non-alcoholic beverages too so you don’t get all emergency-room-OHSS.
ah, crap.
Wowie wow wow wow, that really sucks. I’m sorry to hear that. Here’s hoping they figure out the magic coctail of drugs that will beat your ovaries into submission.
On a different note, I have to tell you that I laughed so hard I spit water on my keyboard when I read your post a few days ago about the person screaming “FUCK YOU MICHAEL.” So, even when your follicles aren’t giving you anything to feel good about, just know that you are damned funny and you brought a much needed smile to my face that day. Thank you.
Aw f*ck. I’m so sorry Alexa.
Overachiever!
That completely and utterly bites, I am so sorry. I see your beverage of choice is tequila. Have you tried stingers? Tequila and Creme de menthe — if you drink yourself into oblivion, you’ll still smell like you brushed your teeth the next morning.
Oh, crap. Crap crap and more crap.
Alexa dear, I am so, so sorry. I’ll be thinking of you this weekend…take care.
Oh, my dear, I am so sorry. It’s a horrible, horrible disappointment.
I am so sorry about your cycle being canceled due to the OHSS. Couldn’t they let you coast on lupron for a few days and then retreive?
UGH!!! That is so damn frustrating!