I was so excited for my new fertility appointment this morning, since it’s been 3 months since our first round of Clomid at our first clinic.

Well, I’m sick most mornings, it’s just my normal to throw up a lot in the mornings.

I still wasn’t feeling good when I was about to head out to this appointment that was an hour away so I brought a plastic bag with me just in case.

Aaaand 20 minutes down the interstate I’m not quick enough to grab the bag so I’m puking all over myself, my steering wheel, halfway trying to hold the bag while driving and tears in my eyes trying my damndest to get off the interstate. 😅 finally get pulled into this Wendy’s (that was closed) and just sit there like damn that really just happened. Had no napkins at all either, so had to sit there and call the clinic on my puke covered phone and reschedule for tomorrow (thank god they’re available) and drive 20 mins back home in silence, just ashamed. 😂 at first I was crying but at this point I can’t help but just laugh at myself.

At least now I can just get comfy on the couch for the day while these cramps are ravaging my uterus.

I’ll try again tomorrow. 🤣♥️

The lovely aftermath: