if it takes a village to raise a child it takes a city to get a woman through infertility

When I think about all the people I yelled, cried or sneered at during my last IUI attempt when the hormone levels were really high I am amazed that people still talk to me. I can't figure out if I should warn people ahead of time that I'm going to turn into Mr. Hyde again or if I should let them figure it out when I lose my mind over the salad bar running out of peppers.