DH has had a rough week - most of it dealing with a client representative who stirs the pot to make himself seem important. In turn, I've been trying to make up for the suckitude at work by smothering him with love and appreciation at home. (Thank goodness this is a short week.)
Three days of this sucked enough energy out of both of us to make heading to bed shortly after 9 sound like a good idea last night. With one thing and another (ahem) we didn't actually get to sleep until a bit after 10 only to be woken between 11 and 12 by one heck of a thunderstorm.
I was in a deep enough sleep that it didn't really bother me, I roused enough to realize that DH was petting our shivering dog and telling her it was going to be okay. With the the situation under control I immediately returned to sleep.
What I missed was very bright lightening and thunder in surround sound. And a dog who would have been quite happy to crawl herself up onto our bed had the word been given.
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Frankly this week has made me wonder a bit at how I'm going to deal with the sleep deprivation an infant/child/teen brings. I'm guessing caffeine will be my friend - at least by then I won't be restricted like I am now!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
IVF#2 - Plans and Speculation
Saw the RE this morning and the ultrasound showed no cysts, so we are on schedule for IVF#2.
Still on the Antagonist protocol but with a tweak based on IVF#1 response. The RE feels that Lupron will be too suppressive, and with my low response record, that's the last thing I need.
So that means, I took the last of the BCP of this morning (two weeks only), and start the medications on Saturday.
Medications:
I have an appointment for next Thursday morning to have a ultrasound response check, and I suspect, blood work. After that I will most likely have to make the early morning trek on either Saturday or Sunday for the same. Grrr.
If you haven't noticed (and, please, if you have noticed you are paying way too much attention to my life and need to activate your own) this puts me on the exact same schedule as IVF#1 - so my best guess is that the retrieval will occur on Wednesday the 15th. But guesses have a way of being wrong, so don't keep me to that date, just know it will be sometime that week.
As much as I'm looking forward to getting moving again with this, I'm not looking forward to being a human pincushion once more. Mah por bellah!
Still on the Antagonist protocol but with a tweak based on IVF#1 response. The RE feels that Lupron will be too suppressive, and with my low response record, that's the last thing I need.
So that means, I took the last of the BCP of this morning (two weeks only), and start the medications on Saturday.
Medications:
- Follistim - 375 or so per night. (Read as use a 600u vial - do 375 one night and the rest of the vial the next night. This is an increase.) (Also, how cool is it that there is an offer floating around for a free 300u vial, so that helps the costs!)
- Menopur - 75 per night (This is a decrease.)
- Ganirellix - as needed
- HSG - trigger
I have an appointment for next Thursday morning to have a ultrasound response check, and I suspect, blood work. After that I will most likely have to make the early morning trek on either Saturday or Sunday for the same. Grrr.
If you haven't noticed (and, please, if you have noticed you are paying way too much attention to my life and need to activate your own) this puts me on the exact same schedule as IVF#1 - so my best guess is that the retrieval will occur on Wednesday the 15th. But guesses have a way of being wrong, so don't keep me to that date, just know it will be sometime that week.
As much as I'm looking forward to getting moving again with this, I'm not looking forward to being a human pincushion once more. Mah por bellah!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
How I dropped my IQ without even trying...
Last night DH and I watched "The House Bunny."
It was about as funny as you might expect. And cringe-inducing as well.
nerd stereotypes = check
bitchy sorority girls = check
back-stabbing so-called friends = check
caterpillar into butterfly metamorphosis = check
ending with an after-school-special type teaching moment = check
But that's sort of what you expect from a Happy Madison production (though I was surprised to that neither Rob Schneider or Adam Sandler showed up in any of the scenes).
It was about as funny as you might expect. And cringe-inducing as well.
nerd stereotypes = check
bitchy sorority girls = check
back-stabbing so-called friends = check
caterpillar into butterfly metamorphosis = check
ending with an after-school-special type teaching moment = check
But that's sort of what you expect from a Happy Madison production (though I was surprised to that neither Rob Schneider or Adam Sandler showed up in any of the scenes).
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
#300?
Blogger tells me this is post #300*. I really wish I had something deep and heartfelt and inspirational to say. But I really don't.
When I wrote the first few posts I had no idea that this journey would drag on and on, and that my life would start to revolve around things over which I have very little control. If I could go back and tell that younger me what she would be facing, I don't think she would have listened. She wasn't ready to know the future.
There may have been some delusions of grandeur - the next Amalah, or Dooce. Someone who others wanted to be, loved to read, and whose posts overflowed with comments. Yeah. Not so much anymore. I think I can at least claim some maturation here and say that I'm grateful to not be such a public presence and that even though my comment numbers may be low, I am also very grateful to those who comment as those comments are much more meaningful than the majority I read on those other sites**. Hugs and kisses to you my faithful readers and sometimes commentators.
Will there be 300 more? I hope so, but don't know for certain. Prognosticating and mind-reading are outside of my abilities. Some of you may argue that writing isn't one of my abilities either. Believe me, I am well aware of that along with the awareness that life is uncertain, that it can change without warning and that that only thing you can do sometimes is keep on going. So keep on going I shall. I hope you stay with me for the journey.
*Debatable, but close enough since Blogger counts drafts as posts.
**Not intended as a hint for more comments. I fully recognize that not all of my posts require comment or response. Unless you want to leave me a raspberry for poor writing, in which case, I probably deserve it!
When I wrote the first few posts I had no idea that this journey would drag on and on, and that my life would start to revolve around things over which I have very little control. If I could go back and tell that younger me what she would be facing, I don't think she would have listened. She wasn't ready to know the future.
There may have been some delusions of grandeur - the next Amalah, or Dooce. Someone who others wanted to be, loved to read, and whose posts overflowed with comments. Yeah. Not so much anymore. I think I can at least claim some maturation here and say that I'm grateful to not be such a public presence and that even though my comment numbers may be low, I am also very grateful to those who comment as those comments are much more meaningful than the majority I read on those other sites**. Hugs and kisses to you my faithful readers and sometimes commentators.
Will there be 300 more? I hope so, but don't know for certain. Prognosticating and mind-reading are outside of my abilities. Some of you may argue that writing isn't one of my abilities either. Believe me, I am well aware of that along with the awareness that life is uncertain, that it can change without warning and that that only thing you can do sometimes is keep on going. So keep on going I shall. I hope you stay with me for the journey.
*Debatable, but close enough since Blogger counts drafts as posts.
**Not intended as a hint for more comments. I fully recognize that not all of my posts require comment or response. Unless you want to leave me a raspberry for poor writing, in which case, I probably deserve it!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Where am I?
Blue screen of death on work pc so internet use is limited to boss's computer.
Send good thoughts for resuscitation as purchasing a new CPU is not in the budget. (Neither is repair, but you gotta do, right?) Need to check but I think the external hard drive backed-up as scheduled last Monday. Learned that lesson the last time the hard drive crashed. That means only a weeks worth of work may have been lost. I'm hoping that the email files have been saved, otherwise it's a good thing I've been killing trees by printing out all the most important ones.
Forgot to bring book to occupy time (optimism strikes again), and I am realizing just how much time I spend putzing on the internet every day. My personal laptop will be coming in with me tomorrow. For today, after I finish filing the prior fiscal year's paper work, there are some work-related errands I've been putting off so can run those after lunch - which should kill another hour or so.
In the meantime, I'll just amuse myself with the games my boss has downloaded, against my recommedation.
Send good thoughts for resuscitation as purchasing a new CPU is not in the budget. (Neither is repair, but you gotta do, right?) Need to check but I think the external hard drive backed-up as scheduled last Monday. Learned that lesson the last time the hard drive crashed. That means only a weeks worth of work may have been lost. I'm hoping that the email files have been saved, otherwise it's a good thing I've been killing trees by printing out all the most important ones.
Forgot to bring book to occupy time (optimism strikes again), and I am realizing just how much time I spend putzing on the internet every day. My personal laptop will be coming in with me tomorrow. For today, after I finish filing the prior fiscal year's paper work, there are some work-related errands I've been putting off so can run those after lunch - which should kill another hour or so.
In the meantime, I'll just amuse myself with the games my boss has downloaded, against my recommedation.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Another Weekend, Another Monday
This was the second weekend in a row we have spent with the in-laws.
Hard not to do when three events always happen in sequence:
-FIL's birthday
-Their anniversary
-Father's Day
At least this weekend was much less tiring as it included much less socializing and much more sunning. The big excitement was the almost serious damage to the new boat after it got loose from being tied to a post near the new dock (planned before the boat purchase, and very necessary) Saturday night. While the motor casing was damaged thanks to a crack against the dock, some coincidental timing allowed DH to reach the boat soon enough to prevent additional damage.
Of course with the mammoth winds and waves (steady 20-25mph, and 2-3 feet are significant at their cottage) it took not only DH but his father and brother to fully rescue the boat and retie it in a location which would have less potential for damage if the boat got loose again.
The ironic thing, the new dock has a boat lift to get the boat out of the water so it wouldn't have to be tied between uses. Unfortunately the builders hadn't gotten to hooking up the electrical line to make the lift operational before this weekend. You know that the in-laws are going to be on the dock builders this week to get that item completed!
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On the way home Sunday we stopped for a potty break and a drink - too many margarita's the night before left me a tad dehydrated - and DH was wished a happy Father's Day. Thankfully the person doing the wishing added the caveat "if you are a father" and had some good banter with both of us so it wasn't the crushing reminder of where we aren't it could have been. Perhaps I could have used it as a opening to discuss DH's feelings about the day, but it seemed a shame to add frustration about our situation to our sadness at having to leave the beach.
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And now it's Monday and despite being in bed by 9:45 (or earlier), neither one of us slept well. I vote for an additional day (as yet unnamed) to be added to the weekend, between Saturday and Sunday. I could sure use it!
Hard not to do when three events always happen in sequence:
-FIL's birthday
-Their anniversary
-Father's Day
At least this weekend was much less tiring as it included much less socializing and much more sunning. The big excitement was the almost serious damage to the new boat after it got loose from being tied to a post near the new dock (planned before the boat purchase, and very necessary) Saturday night. While the motor casing was damaged thanks to a crack against the dock, some coincidental timing allowed DH to reach the boat soon enough to prevent additional damage.
Of course with the mammoth winds and waves (steady 20-25mph, and 2-3 feet are significant at their cottage) it took not only DH but his father and brother to fully rescue the boat and retie it in a location which would have less potential for damage if the boat got loose again.
The ironic thing, the new dock has a boat lift to get the boat out of the water so it wouldn't have to be tied between uses. Unfortunately the builders hadn't gotten to hooking up the electrical line to make the lift operational before this weekend. You know that the in-laws are going to be on the dock builders this week to get that item completed!
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On the way home Sunday we stopped for a potty break and a drink - too many margarita's the night before left me a tad dehydrated - and DH was wished a happy Father's Day. Thankfully the person doing the wishing added the caveat "if you are a father" and had some good banter with both of us so it wasn't the crushing reminder of where we aren't it could have been. Perhaps I could have used it as a opening to discuss DH's feelings about the day, but it seemed a shame to add frustration about our situation to our sadness at having to leave the beach.
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And now it's Monday and despite being in bed by 9:45 (or earlier), neither one of us slept well. I vote for an additional day (as yet unnamed) to be added to the weekend, between Saturday and Sunday. I could sure use it!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
...So are the days of our lives.
Today I will be calling the RE with the news that Auntie Flo has come to visit. This call should kick off the process for IVF#2.
Whee!
Whee!
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