Infertility: 1, Career Development: 0

Today I found out about a really good opportunity at work to get involved in a project in an area that I'm really interested in.  I was my manager's first choice to work on it and was pretty stoked about it, as it will set me up as something of an expert in this area down the road.  Then I found out the details.

I would need to be out of town for about 4 or 5 weeks, starting at the beginning of September. 

Which is exactly when I expect to be stimming and doing an egg retrieval for IVF #3.  

I called around and tried to find out if there was a way I could join in for the second part of September.  No dice.  At the end of the day, my manager (who is relatively new to me, so I haven't even really had a chance to get to know him yet, and certainly not talk to him about my medical issues) came to ask my decision.  I had to tell him why I was turning down the opportunity.  He was great about it, and completely understood and supported me, but still.  Someone else is now going instead.

Fuck infertility.  Fuck it in its big fat stupid fucking face.

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Today is CD22.  Because of my DOR, my cycles have been getting steadily shorter over the past year or two.  I, who used to be a 32 or 33-day girl, dropped to a nice even 28.  Then 27.  Then 26, with the odd 25 thrown in.  I'm holding out hope that I make it to at least CD26 this time around, since I have to be back from our beach vacation in time to catch my LH surge (which usually happens around CD9...early ovulation is another of the joys of DOR) so I can start the estrogen priming properly.  So far so good.  There's no sign of my usual pre-AF spotting.  Of course by typing this the universe has figured out what I want and will now screw me out of it.

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Thanks to everyone for the book recommendations!  You've given me lots of great ideas for the beach, as well as to keep me going when I get home.  We're staying at a pretty small cottage that doesn't have WiFi, so I'll likely be out of contact (no blogging or commenting) for the week.  What am I going to do without my IF blog fix???  Stay classy, ladies.  See ya in a week!