We have to see if we can get my fuucking ovaries to ovulate first.

So I got my second p4 test back.  Improvement.  Well not really- it was 1.5 this time.  That is up from the 0.6 before.  Great, just great.

However I did pass my glucose tolerance test.  So that’s good.

And I did talk to the RE nurse (who I love by the way) after drinking 1 regular size beer and 4 small beers while at Busch Gardens.  She probably thinks I’m a huge lush now, which is rather ironic given my one beer betty status.

Anyways- I’ll go pick up the provera tomorrow.  Actually scratch that.  I will go to the pharmacy to pick up the prescription but it won’t be there because they won’t have recieved it even though they assure me that they have no problems getting scripts electronically.  And then I’ll call the nurse (sober this time- because this afternoon was far from it, damn blueberry beer pushed me over the edge) and she will call the pharmacy and work her Zena Warrior Princess magic and then I’ll go back to the pharmacy and pick up the provera.

Oh and my dr. is not an idiot and didn’t say that spotting is day one, nor will my period start immediately the moment I take the Provera.

It saddens me when I see people with dipshit dr.’s.  Then I realize that they probably attract each other- dipshit dr. and attention seeking moron patient.  A match made in heaven.