CD1. Seems like we were just here. We begin again. The bloodwork and ultrasounds every 3 days, the shots in my stomach every night. The waiting. The worrying.
I’m not sure how I feel about it.
I am excited, but its really hard to have hope after the pain of last month. It feels like I haven’t really gotten over it yet, and now I have to be hopeful again.
I’m not 100% sure I have it in me.