After Monday's quasi-meltdown, I spent some time gaining perspective.
On Monday evening I went to a yoga class.
On Tuesday afternoon I took myself to an acupuncture session for the first time since the week before the miscarriage back in April.
And of course, yesterday I finally worked up the nerve to call the doctor's office and ask some questions. I'm generally a little shy about the telephone when making personal calls- I have no problem with work phone calls, but when I have to make calls for myself, especially if they're of a personal nature I get really nervous.
The nurse was fantastic. She answered both my reasonable questions (Is there anything else that can be done this cycle to improve my chances?) and my outrageous questions (Should I worry about premature ovarian failure?). The answer to both of those questions is no.
She also reminded me that the difference in follicle size at day 11 was only a millimeter on the left & right and anything could happen at this point. She said that the response of my ovaries was totally average (sure, I'd prefer to be an over-achiever, but I don't want to have a high risk triplet pregnancy or end up with OHSS either). I know I let my imagination run away from me and it *has* been a really long road, but I'm a very, very long way from hopeless and a little perspective is really important. For now, at least, I've got a bit more (okay, maybe the caramel latte yesterday morning helped too).