Fantasia

At Ezra's and Erin's urging, I called the clinic to report my (really, really mild) visual issues. (Seph and Flicka, you get credit for also telling me to call, but by the time you commented I had already left a message.) Nurse Space Cadet called back with instructions to not take tonight's Clomid dose, adding that hopefully I'd already had "enough hormones." Enough for what, I don't know, but she was kind enough to also express her hope that the emotional effects this go-around hadn't been too intense. Finally, she told me that if the floaters, etc. get worse, I should "see [my] eye doctor." Ha. As if I have an eye doctor.

Obviously, this was all over voicemail, or else I'd have told her precisely how the emotional effects have been.

I called back to double check on whether I should still go in for monitoring next Thursday, or if they wanted to change the date (still waiting to hear back). Then I called Ezra and started crying into the phone, telling him I shouldn't have called for "nothing." Wonderful, level-headed guy that he is, Ezra reassured me that they would not have told me to skip the dose if they weren't seriously concerned (and that Erin's comment had him worried enough that he was very relieved when I called).

So, here's where I am. 400 mg of Clomid into my system - still more than the 250 mg last time, but not the full 500 mg I thought I'd be getting. If this doesn't make me ovulate (or even if it does, but I don't get pregnant), will I be taking Clomid again next time? Or is one instance of visual side effects sufficient to put me off the drug for good?