I know, I know… it’s only been three months.  I said to begin with that it wasn’t going to be quick and easy.  Sadly, I still can’t help myself from feeling the crushing disappointment.  Even worse, I feel like I’m already starting to give up.  How do people do this for years???  I did everything I was supposed to last month – I kept myself completely unstressed, I ate all of the recommended things, took my exercise down to a more moderate level.  This week, I’ve taken up wine again… after three months without.  I don’t want to give up but I’m afraid to hope any more.  I went ahead and contacted a dr who is supposed to specialize in not only ob/gyn but also endocrinology.  I know it’s too early for me to really be seeking fertility help but the hot flashes and night sweats just keep getting worse and, if that’s a sign that it’s not going to happen, I’d really just rather know now.  And if I’m just being crazy over nothing and he can find the cause of the cursed broken thermostat and fix it… well I would just cry in gratitude.