Lots of people have posted their Wordle , and I really wanted to do one, but needed to update my Java applet and just didn't have time. I finally broke down and downloaded it this morning, and voila, MY Wordle:
I can't post it, because I'm apparently not techniclogically savvy enough, so you'll have to click through to see it. Anyway, I was instantly struck by what my Wordle is not, rather than what it is. While most of the Wordles I have seen from this corner of the world are about pregnancy or trying to achieve pregnancy, mine really is not. Which is weird, since that is kind of the whole point of this blog. Or, on the way there, has it turned into something else? Hmmm.
CD24, 11 days of high on the CBEFM, and still no sign of O. I'm also temping, and no temp rise, either. WTF. The second line on the pee stick was very dark today, so I'm guessing I'll get an egg tomorrow, but that basically means I'm O-ing on CD25 or 26 this month. Really, really GREAT--particularly since I leave in the morning on business, and won't be anywhere near Terrific T. for days. I actually found myself briefly wondering how long sperm would last in a turkey baster in my suitcase, but decided that's too wacky, even for me. I go back to the doctor for my annual exam in about a week and a half. We're going to have to chat some more about my ever-lengthening cycles.