Yesterday, the RE's office told me to do a test on Thursday, and if it is negative, then I should stop the progesterone and wait for my period. Just like that, I guess. I thought I'd be getting blood tests at 14 dpiui, but oh well. In spite of what all you are telling me, I am pretty confident that this cycle is a bust. When I was cleaning the bathroom last night, I started crying. The kind of tears that bring you to your knees and to the floor, the kind where it feels like you'll never get up, the kind that brings the dog to the threshold of the room, waiting to see if you are OK. It was a good cry, and although my eyes are really puffy today, I feel relieved and calm.
I just got back from the park with my pup. We ran 2 miles, and I was able to find a quiet spot to do some sun salutations while he dried off (I wet him down with the hose since it's so hot out). I got a good run and a good sweat out of me, and I feel pretty darn good. I'm spotting more today than yesterday, and if my timing is correct, I should see AF Friday or Saturday.
Thanks for your support and for reading. IF sucks.