Where is my Effing Ark????

And that isn't just because it has been raining today.  I has been raining absolute SHIT.  No - let's rephrase that.  It's been a fucking DELUGE.

I had to have a physical with my PCP today.  On the way into their office, I followed in a lady who was preggers (probably around 4 oR 5 months) who was smoking a cigarette as she walked past the smoke free campus sign.  I was livid.  I wanted to yell at her about the dangers of smoking while pregnant (I mean, doesn't it say that on the box???) and let her know that there were lots of women who would LOVE to be in her position and would take care of themselves.  But I decided that I would come off as the crazy IF lady, so I bit my tongue.

When I made it into the Dr's office, the nurse (and her nurse in training) started the preliminary exam.  She asked if I was still taking my thyroid medication.  I explained that I had self un-medicated for a while after our failed FET and that I had recently started taking it again.  She asked if we were still trying to concieve and I explained that while we weren't preventing, we weren't "trying" and that we were looking into adoption.

The nurse proceeded to tell me a story about someone she knows who had IVF and ended up with identical twins.  (I think to myself "Why would you tell the infertile sitting in front of you how IVF worked for someone else???  Is this salt in the wound day or something???")

THEN the nurse in training proceeds to tell me about someone she knows who did IVF and it failed and then they adopted and then (wait for it, don't spoil my surprise ending!) she got pregnant.  Maybe I should just relax and it would happen on it's own.  It is a good thing they had taken my blood pressure before this point.

So, as I sit and wait for the Doc, I contemplate telling him that he should talk to his nurses about things to say and not say to an infertile.

Enter Doc.

Doc questions the lack of taking thyroid meds and I go through the explanation again.  Doc then proceeds to tell me a story about someone he knows who had failed IVF attempts, adopted, and then got pregnant.

I decide to skip the lesson on dealing with the infertile public.

And you don't even know the worst part about this yet.  All of this happens on the same day as the cruelest joke of all. 
Not following me?  AF arrived.  And I think it is a pretting fucking cruel joke to make my body perform just like any other woman who can get pregnant on her own.  And to top it off?  I get that bitch every 25 days - and for those of you who don't have that fortunate situation - that translates to sometimes being 2 times in one month.  Isn't THAT a knee slapper?

Couldn't I at least catch a break and get a 30 day cycle?

Sigh...Right now I think my uterus is trying to make it's way out of my vagina.