You probably thought AF found me over the weekend and I didn't have a chance to get online and post an update. Unfortunately, no. I went in to acupuncture this morning and begged for help. My acupuncterist specializes in fertility and pregnancy, not the summoning of AF, but she said she'd "needle every darn contraindicated point [she] could think of." She also sent me home with instructions to press on certain points as much as possible, and a guarded whisper that if I got especially desperate, black cohosh could be my new best friend.
Well, I am pleased to announce that after a day of poking my hands and feet until I couldn't stand it any longer, AF rolled into town about an hour ago. I'm pretty sure the clinic will call tomorrow CD1, which means my period was 8 days late. Good grief. I've updated the IVF dates accordingly, but it's possible things will shift a bit more when I get in touch with the clinic tomorrow.
I haven't been this happy to see AF since high school. :-) The last few days have been really hard emotionally and I'm still feeling pretty blue, but hopefully this is a sign of the turning of the tides.