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Move On March

Do you ever have one of those days where nothing horrible has happened but everything seems to be going against you? It’s raining, your umbrella breaks while trying to open it, your hair isn’t cooperating, you can’t find your keys, your bra is uncomfortable, you just missed your train/bus/subway, you can’t remember if you put on deodorant, your lunch plans get cancelled, a co-worker won’t stop humming that song you hate, your spouse calls and asks the same question you’ve already answered a hundred times the day before, you get charged twice for your gym membership on your credit card even though you quit two months earlier, you trip on the way home, all your mail are bills, you burn dinner and then as your falling asleep that night, you remember that you forgot to do about 20 different things. Again, nothing like death or dismemberment but still, a considerably bad day. That is exactly how my March has been. At the very start of the month, I found out that our third IUI failed. This n...

The Connection between Twin Peaks & Trying to Conceive

At present, I'm suffering from an evil, annoying cold. It’s one of those colds when breathing out of your right nostril just for a few seconds is a treat. Your head hurts, you’re sneezing constantly, your throat is sore and you sound as nasal as Fran Dresher on helium. Bottom line - I am NOT a happy camper. In fact, I’m a pissed off congested, hormonal camper. Also, as I mentioned in “The Uninvited Cyst”, I will find out tomorrow if the unwelcome sac of fluid has officially dissolved. I did notice some pain on my left side last night, so I’m hoping that was a sign of it vacating the premises. Either that, or the cyst has invited a friend over and they are currently throwing a house party on my left ovary. Between this cold and the cyst, I really don’t know if I’ll be able to start the shots this week for my first IVF. This is frustrating to say the least. Come to think of it – this WHOLE thing is beyond frustrating. It’s hard not to marvel at how insanely difficult the process of ...