I stopped using the OPK, and you know what happened?
The most noticeable, identifiable ovulatory pain of my life.
I mean, I wasn’t writhing on the floor or anything. But yesterday, four weeks to the day after the January retrieval, there I was with a heating pad and a rueful thought for my plans of not knowing when ovulation would take place.
So. Two weeks until the next cycle. Two more weeks of trying to ignore this stuff.
Somebody slap me if I start googling early pregnancy symptoms, will you?