I went to bed late, very late, last night, and I awoke to a slight temperature rise (from 97.58-97.78). Shit. I don’t know if this is really ovulation day or if I ovulated yesterday or if it happened sometime in the night. I don’t know if the temp rise is because I went to bed so late and had wine last night. I just don’t know. What I do know is that sperm arrived at my doorstep this morning, and I used it. I am discouraged but I’m sure I’ll also have loads of phantom symptoms in a few days.
In the meantime, I’m convincing myself of my indifference about this cycle.
You know, if I look back on my insemination days, very few of them have been positive experiences in terms of timing, the shipments, the whole thing. I really need to work on a Plan B or C or D. J wants me to go to start getting medical assistance, but I’m thrifty, and I like to do things myself. Frankly, I’m at a loss. We’ll see what this TWW brings.