I peed on the Rolls Royce this morning, the First Response Early Result, just like yesterday, and surprise surprise, ended up with the same result.
Still negative. Had my blood draw.
Beta less than 5. Not pregnant. Not a chemical. Not anything but an empty uterus.
My totsicles had been given highest marks. Again.
My transfer went perfectly. Again.
I followed all post-care instructions to a T. Again.
My body failed us. Again.
We've transferred four perfect embies. Our cycles have been textbook perfect. The *only* fly in the ointment this time was a lining of only 7.2-7.9mm, which is still in the ok range but on the low side. Not so much that it should have been an issue.
At what point do you start wondering "It's not you, embryo's, it's me."? How does this happen? When do you ask, "Huh, this really should be working, why isn't it?"
Can we really just be THIS unlucky twice for no good reason? I need a reason.
PS- I get to keep taking my meds until a repeat beta on Friday. Just to confirm for sure. Fuckin' A.
PPS- Don't tell me to hold out hope until Friday. Seriously.