Party in the Waiting Room

I went to my fertility specialist today to take a class on how to inject myself in the stomach for the next 7-10 days.

I know, fun. Anyway, the waiting room was jam packed with women, some with their husbands ( I went solo today). I was happy to see so many women there, and I really didnt want to leave. It was like I had entered my own private world where everyone was like me. It was comforting and safe. There were pretty women, well-dressed women, good looking husbands, etc. and it made me feel like you really never know what is going on behind closed doors. But then again what does a couple going through fertility issues look like anyway? I'm sure people in my life don't suspect anything, although I do think that they wonder when I'll make the happy announcement.

This weekend we are going out with my cousin and this guy we want to set her up with. I'll be having a sparkling water please. Will she think I'm pregnant because I'm not drinking, like I would normally? I hope she doesn't notice, because I have no intention of telling her it's because I'm on fertility medication and I'm not allowed to drink (plus I have cut out alcohol in general while we are trying to conceive, it only strengthens my chances).

Anyway... the point in all of this is I wish my world consisted of even one woman going through this. I have no desire to speak or see friends that have children. And those that don't have children, don't need to hear about my fertility crap-- it's depressing. So again, the waiting room today at my doc's felt like a safe haven for me, even if it was just for a short while.

Wish me luck, tonight is my first injection.