It's not polite to cry in the fondue

Had my appointment yesterday, the lady who did it had a hell of a time trying to find a vein. I thought I was going to lose my arm from lack of circulation. When she does finally find a vein she pulls out a freakin horse needle and jabs it in my arm. It didn't really hurt, or maybe I had just lost feeling in my arm by that point. It bled a lot more after she put the gauze on than it ever has before and even this morning it's still a little sore. I went on my way and didn't expect to get any results until today. While I'm on lunch I get a missed call from the doctor and of course by the time I called back she had already left.

I get the call this morning. .3...that's even lower than before I was on Clomid. It's like the higher the dosage the lower my progesterone gets. The doctor asked if I wanted to see an RE or continue on the Clomid and I told her we'd do at least one more month of the Clomid, but now I'm kind of thinking I want to just go to the RE. Update...after talking to Troy and another friend I have decided to do one more month of the Clomid and if my numbers don't go up next month then we'll start talking about an RE.