What a turn up for the books. After an extremely grumpy weekend spent trying not to think about how much I hate the NHS for cancelling my operation, the hospital rang this morning and offered me a new date for next Friday! Obviously some other lady has discovered she's up the duff and, thankfully for me, has cancelled her operation.
What this means is that my new date will be on Day 4 of my next cycle, IF my period starts on time (next Tuesday). They won't perform the op if there is heavy flow, which there never is by Day 3-4, it's very light by then. My past two Clomid cycles have given me 29 and 28 day cycles respectively so, fingers crossed, a 28 day-er will mean good old Aunty F will turn up on Tuesday, meaning I can definitely have the op on the Friday.
Ironically I have gone from urging AF to stay away every month for the past 2 years, to urging her on as quickly as possible. What a difference a Monday morning can make! Weirdly I was stroppily folding the washing this morning, thinking about it all and feeling utterly pissed off when I got the call.
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2008-05-12 @ 11:49