It's taken six days, but I finally have an answer: the Clomid hasn't worked this time.
I've found it incredibly difficult to blog the last couple of weeks. I spend so much time smothering my emotions so I won't be hurt when the bad news comes, that there's nothing left to share. I throw myself into books (I've read twelve books in the last month, so about three a week) trying to drown out the speculation and worries running through my head. To write you're opening up yourself to other people, but how can you when you're desperately trying to hide from yourself.