And now we just kind of wander around, waiting for our body to naturally help us out, or decide if we use medication or surgery to prevent infection?

I mean, here I am, just sitting at work carrying a specimen kit in my laptop bag, wondering if the next cramp is going to be the one that starts it. Wondering if the right choice is at home with my husband, where I can cry in my bed, or fully asleep even though that might have some, even marginal, effect on the thickness of my lining.

But we just kind of.. go to work. go to the bank. go grocery shopping. all just waiting.

this is fucked. and im sorry for all of us.