I thought this might comfort those of you suffering through Clomid therapy...you are not alone. And for those of you who aren't, this might amuse you:
I had a good cry not too long ago, thanks to Clomid. We all know that this evil (yet necessary) drug can make us more emotional than women having their periods, but this one was really ridiculous. I was watching TV and saw the news breaking that Mr. Rogers had died. It put a lump in my throat immediately. Later that night, as I watched a tribute to Mr. Rogers that was on the news, I actually broke down an cried. How insane is that?
"It's a weepy day in the neighborhood....a weepy day for a neighbour....that's on Clomid....that's on Clomid"
P.S. I also recall thanking God that Ernie and Bert would NEVER leave us. Can't wait to be off of this mind-fucking drug!!!!!!
I had a good cry not too long ago, thanks to Clomid. We all know that this evil (yet necessary) drug can make us more emotional than women having their periods, but this one was really ridiculous. I was watching TV and saw the news breaking that Mr. Rogers had died. It put a lump in my throat immediately. Later that night, as I watched a tribute to Mr. Rogers that was on the news, I actually broke down an cried. How insane is that?
"It's a weepy day in the neighborhood....a weepy day for a neighbour....that's on Clomid....that's on Clomid"
P.S. I also recall thanking God that Ernie and Bert would NEVER leave us. Can't wait to be off of this mind-fucking drug!!!!!!