love, life, and the pursuit of liberation
I think I spoke too soon about not turning into a clomid bitch. I all but cussed out the pharmacist this morning bc they were giving me the run around about meds. Maybe it was the clomid talking but I really let them know how pissed I was.
Now I’m sitting in the waiting area for the hsg. This Vicky and Valium have me feeling nice. I’m surprised I’ve managed to type this post at all from my phone. I kinda want to take another vicky just in case bc im terrified of the pain. But A reminded me that im a small fry so one each should be enough.