So, I took my last BCP on Tuesday night. When I went on them, my husband expressed some reservations. But I seemed to be fine while taking them. Stopping them, not so much. The intention was to trigger my period early, so we could get an early December retrieval.
So, on Thursday night I made brownies. A big batch, so some in the square Pyrex I always use and a bit more in a new little rectangular tin. The rectangular tin was fine, but I was in a hurry with the Pyrex, touched my little finger to something hot and dropped it on the floor. The shiny white tiled floor (I seriously don’t like tiled floors for much, but renters don’t get a choice). Baked brownie and glass everywhere. Very very sad. So my work got brownies, his work got a sultana cake.
And today. I was upset by my gym teacher, I was upset by a comment G made and walked into a sliding glass door, I got upset when we went shopping. Not really a happy person. I think the only reason I have been ok at work is because the office has been a bit empty this week and the person who sits next to me (who is very capable of saying the wrong thing) has been out of the office from Wednesday.
But I finally got my period, which means that the later of the two days we were aiming for egg retrieval should be ok.