Last night's spotting turned in to full on AF when I woke up. I tested with the FRER I had under my sink and of course it was a BFN. I kind of knew because of how less and less sore my breasts were becoming, I checked my CP in the shower a couple days ago and it was low and soft (not a good sign) and the leakiness had subsided. I called my clinic this morning and told them about the bleeding and the hpt and they moved up my beta. My sister drove me into the city for my blood draw and we went to watch Jackass 3D (it was a good distraction while it lasted). Unfortunately, I did my blood draw at 1pm and didn't hear back my beta results... I will most likely get the phone call in the morning. I already know that it's going to be zero. My body has failed me, once again. I am so angry and sad and hurt... Ten thousand dollars down the toilet... literally.
DH and I talked briefly, between tears, about our next step. We will do another cycle next year. My sister will also be cycling with me (same boat as me, one pregnancy ended in ectopic, one scarred tube left). I will now try to focus my energy on losing weight before our next ivf, and coming up with some money. In the meantime, I need to heal.