Between the bleeding and the hormones, I am a big mess. I'm trying to decide if I should take three more days of progesterone. Last night I had a veritable nervous breakdown, and was pretty much beside myself. All I could really think to do was curl up on my side thinking over and over:
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Now I run errands all over klumbis.
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Now I run errands all over klumbis.