Cycle 2, 7dpti

One week down. One to go. Really nothing fertility related to say. Felt nothing today. No weird uterus stuff. No pain when pressure applied. Not even my normal hormonal rage that happens every cycle 7 days before AF shows up. I was happy today. I was energetic. I did forget two important things but I am usually pretty forgetful. I had a good day. Then it all got smashed to smithereens.

Which leads me to the non-fertility issue (which I swear I will tie back in to fertility things, in a big twisted way, so keep reading). My guitar broke. I really can't believe that I am this upset over a "thing". I could get all philosophical, but just trust me, it is more than just a "thing". DH said a really jerk thing basically indicating it was my fault. (Which it wasn't at all.) I sought for sympathy from my friend B thinking he would understand but instead he thought it was a good opportunity to be a jerk. Anyway, just pretty much heartbroken right now. Getting a replacement isn't an option since we just don't have the money for it. It can't be fixed. So I locked myself in my bedroom and cried. I could be totally wrong in saying this, but if this cycle (or the next couple) don't work out, that can't possibly feel as horrible as the breaking of my guitar feels. So, maybe this all put things in perspective for me. I went into this fertility treatment phase of my life thinking it was just something I wanted to try just so I wouldn't ever look back and regret that I didn't. I've kind of been sucked in and obsessed with it now. But in the end, if I don't end up with a baby, it will suck but I'll get through it. At this point, I'll be happy if I get a guitar out of it... although not sure how that will work...

EDITED: Like to add that B did end up emailing me a very sympathetic, understanding, and redeeming response to my broken guitar. He is only a jerk 95% of the time and does in fact have a soul after all. A small one.