And eventually, Aunt Flow comes… with a vengeance.
In death, divorce, and other tragedies… you experience unexplainable and excruciating pain. You feel as if the world is tumbling down on you, and you wonder how you will survive, how you will breathe, and how you will feel happy again. But slowly with time, you begin to find your rhythm again. You heal and you find new ways to alleviate the pain; and you will survive. Infertility is no different. BFN’s are no different; because this vicious cycle is just that… a cycle. and then you start again.
I stopped my progesterone pills on Wednesday after my beta, and I started spotting yesterday (thursday). I felt all the usual AF cramps yesterday and my spotting was dark. Normally, I don’t spot and I go right into full flow period, but the hormones must be doing a number to my insides down there because I spotted throughout the day yesterday. And today, AF is back and she is angry. My period is black. Not dark red, but black black. It took me a little by surprise this morning when I went to the bathroom. But, I’m glad to be ridding of this old lining in my body. Good riddance. I’m done with you. I’m extra thirsty, bloated, and super tired – all my unwelcomed but familiar AF symptoms…
Life goes on. New love, new life, new beginnings, and periods happen every day… and i guess… you just deal.