So I went to my gyn Monday hoping he'd give me a prescription for femara since the 6 rounds of clomid didn't work for me. After building up my own anticipation he basically told me there was nothing else he could do for me and the next step would be for me is to see a fertility specialist. The first thing that comes to mind when I hear those words is money lots of money...I can't help but feel down and depressed. I calmly drove home with no music playing just pure silence and as soon as I stepped foot into my house the tears just started falling uncontrollably. I can't help but to feel disappointed in myself. I just want to be able to give my husband a child..naturally. I just had to vent..its been a rough couple days for me. Can anyone relate?