Tuesday, 21 January 2014
So my body has decided that it is going to take it's sweet time to have a period. I'm on day 42(!) right now. This has happened a few times in the past couple of years. It never really inconvenienced me much when it happened then.
This time though, it has successfully increased my anxiety. Because I finished my endometrin yesterday and I'm still taking the lupron. The doctor thought I would have my period by yesterday.
I know, it's only one day, but I can't help but worry that it's going to mess up my lining or hormone levels for next month.
If there was any sign of it coming I might not be as worried. I sometimes spot a bit before it shows up, but this time I haven't.
My moods haven't been great, and have been kind of PMS-ey but that could also be the meds. Or it could be depression related. I dunno.
Tomorrow I'm going to call the nurse and tell her I'm feeling anxious about this. I'm going to ask her if it's a big deal? And how it can affect my next cycle.
Tonight, D and I are going out for dinner with friends that we don't see often. It will be a nice treat to have a meal out on a weeknight. We're having Italian too, my favourite!