Today I had my miscarriage follow-up appointment with Prof. L. It was my first time back to the fertility clinic since the miscarriage, and let me tell you, I don't miss that place at all. First, the receptionists gave me a really hard time for being there at all, since appointments during the morning clinic hours are generally reserved for women who are actively cycling. Interestingly, the receptionist giving me the hardest time was the one who scheduled the freaking appointment with Prof. L. right there, who told her to schedule the appointment for that time. Of course I wanted to pull my hair out and I was feeling extra sensitive in general since it was my first time back after the miscarriage.
The good news is that the miscarriage is complete - both the ultrasound and exam confirmed this. I never thought I would be so relieved by the sight of an empty uterus. I just stopped spotting 2 days ago, so now we wait patiently until AF arrives. The plan is then to do another Clomid/IUI cycle, since that's what worked last time. We'll also repeat CD3 b/w, as well as testosterone and DHEAS. Also, I was clearly a little upset, both by discussing the miscarriage and by the hard time the receptionists gave me, but Prof. L. was super reassuring as usual, and encouraged me to call him directly on his cell phone to keep him posted or with any problems.
Crazy IF thought of the day while observing the throngs of new moms with over-priced strollers bedecked with over-priced accessories during my visit to the Mother & Child Center for my ultrasound: If I'm not pregnant by this time next year, I'm buying Harriet [the cat] a Bugaboo frog for Chanukah...with a little parasol.
In other news, I have a nasty cold with fever and left work early. Really, it's just an annoyance, but I still feel like crap.