The Devil is Clomid

Some women are lucky enough to have a friendly relationship with Clomid...But, those women like me (you know who you are), immediately sprout horns, have night sweats and go crazy. I tried to keep the crazy to a minimum, which is why I took it at night, but within minutes of taking it I began tofeel funny. I would immediately excuse myself to bed and pray that I wouldfall asleep fast. I spent 6 of my cycles un-monitored and just used my Clear Blue Easy Fertility Monitor to track any ovulation. I only ovulated(O'd) on my third cycle but couldn't time the baby dancing (BD) properly.

My 7th round of clomid was with another doctor (my general OB/GYN). He monitored me because he wanted to see how my ovaries responded. I was devastated when I went in on CD19 and had not even a tiny follie trying togrow. I was by myself (bad idea), I think my OB/GYN thought that I was going to have a nervous breakdown right there in his office. A 29 year old sobbing in his office. I'm fairly certain that my chart is now "Red Flagged". I wasn't crazy or anything but I was pretty inconsolable. On the drive home, I could barely speak, let along breathe. I got home and my husband came and laid down with me. He held me and told me that we would eventually figure it out.

During my visit to the office my OB/GYN recommended that I go to another doctor because he could no longer help me. I took the advice of my best friend who was newly pregnant via IVF and LOVED her new doctor. I made an appointment after doing some research on their doctors and found that theyhad a PCOS specialist. My appointment was right before the 4th of July. Wewere both so nervous but walked out of the meeting with a plan and are newed sense of hope.

No more clomid... No more crazy lady... No more horns...

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