I feel like I'm on a deserted island, except instead of writing day 51 and no people in sight, it's day 51 of no period. Seriously, day 51, or, "the time that we decided to start trying again and it was a bust but we can't try again because I'm being held captive"
I literally want to scream sometimes. I'm 80% sure it's a cyst again. Mother fucker, seriously?!! It hurts sometimes like a bitch on my left side, but it hasn't gone away and I'm stuck...
I keep waiting and waiting for something but bah.
And Dave tries to offer suggestions and help but he doesn't get it, which is frustrating, but sweet because he wants to help. Ugh, lets just get this over already
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