First of all thank you to everyone sending healing vibes, good thoughts and all that to my dad. Unfortunately, he is back in the hospital where he has spent most of the July again. They are looking at his heart now and will probably do more stuff to his knee. Infectious disease is now taking charge. The staph infection is pretty bad now and they are focusing on saving his organs from damage then saving his knee. There is still no rhyme or reason for the staph infection in the first place.
Next, I am at that magical moment where its **actually possible to conceive** right now. I know my chances and I am hoping that something finally works in my favor. I would be kinda neat to tell my child that when he or she was just a thought in mommies mind that we took a family vacation to Thailand.
Tomorrow we board a plane for Thailand! I am excited. Actually, I have conflicting emotions right now since but I am usually up and down until we are actually at the airport, checked in and passed security.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Jumping on the train too...
Thanks Nancy!
Normally, I don't do this but read this. Yikes!! I puked a little in my mouth when I read that.
I am so not getting into the pro-choice/ pro-life discussion. 3 kids with 3 different dads!!! And I am sure my tax dollars are going to support those 3 kids and probably the dad's too. Get a fucking clue girl! Her mom was right on about what she said to her. The ladies who supported her have just as much right to feel the way they do. Babies are a blessing. But why should Grandma have to put a roof over these kid's heads? The poster who advised adoption and birth control was right on and I hope the original poster takes it to heart.
Of course the OP would probably say to me that I am bitter because I am infertile.
Normally, I don't do this but read this. Yikes!! I puked a little in my mouth when I read that.
I am so not getting into the pro-choice/ pro-life discussion. 3 kids with 3 different dads!!! And I am sure my tax dollars are going to support those 3 kids and probably the dad's too. Get a fucking clue girl! Her mom was right on about what she said to her. The ladies who supported her have just as much right to feel the way they do. Babies are a blessing. But why should Grandma have to put a roof over these kid's heads? The poster who advised adoption and birth control was right on and I hope the original poster takes it to heart.
Of course the OP would probably say to me that I am bitter because I am infertile.
Its not second nature
On CD 3 , it seemed so natural to roll over and temp. I missed cd 4 and Scott had to remind me on CD 5. And...I forgot again this morning. :( In my defense, I felt pretty crummy yesterday. Around 11 am, I started to get a headache. I figured that it must be due to hunger. By the afternoon yesterday, my head was pounding. I popped a few Advil and went on with my day. When I got home, my head was still hurting and it pretty much hurt all night last night. By the time I went to bed, I was sick to my tummy and felt horrible. (Luckily, I remembered to take my clomid.) So, when I woke up this morning, I was not 100% yet, but feeling better. But I forgot to temp! Argh!
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Clomid is not my friend
:(
Ok, I only took 2 doses of the evil drug and I am sure that some of this is yuckyness if from the heat. I think its still close to 100 degrees right now. But, back to my whine. My tummy is upside down, my head hurts and feel emotional. I would normally blame it on AF but I am pretty much done with that. So, I can decided to blame it on the clomid. I don't think I have ever felt quite like this while on clomid but I am willing to suck it up (and take it like a man!) if it means a decent ovulation and possible chance to conceive.
I have decided to be a "little green." I am keeping my paper bags from the grocery store. See, if you take them back to the grocery store, they take 0.05 per bag off you total bill. Big deal, right!? Well, 5 cent per bag over a year can add up to enough money to bank 1 gallon of gas. But that is not really my point. I think by reusing my bags, I am not killing any more trees then necessary. My plan is to keep using my brown bags until they are just unusable.
In other news, please send prayers (good vibes, happy thoughts, heal fast juju) to my step dad. He has been in the hospital for 10 days and counting. He started off with a sore knee that became inflamed. He also has a clotting disorder. They thought is could be a blood clot or arthritis. Finally, he had arthroscopic surgery and its still inflamed and he is in horrible pain. Its been confirmed that he has a staph infection and will be on a broad spectrum antibiotic IV for about 8 weeks. They are looking at operating now to see why he is still not healing. My step dad is the bread winner in my parents home. He is not working and the deductible on their health insurance is more then his weekly paycheck. My parents haven making ends meet by running a small print shop. Their best client retired and shut down his business. Their second best client is hurting due to the economy. What that means is my parent business is hurting too. Add unexpected medical expenses and its stressful. That is not helpful to my dad's healing process.
Its hump Wednesday. More importantly, I have 8 days to get my shit in order before I go on vacation. I'll start tomorrow...maybe! ;)
Ok, I only took 2 doses of the evil drug and I am sure that some of this is yuckyness if from the heat. I think its still close to 100 degrees right now. But, back to my whine. My tummy is upside down, my head hurts and feel emotional. I would normally blame it on AF but I am pretty much done with that. So, I can decided to blame it on the clomid. I don't think I have ever felt quite like this while on clomid but I am willing to suck it up (and take it like a man!) if it means a decent ovulation and possible chance to conceive.
I have decided to be a "little green." I am keeping my paper bags from the grocery store. See, if you take them back to the grocery store, they take 0.05 per bag off you total bill. Big deal, right!? Well, 5 cent per bag over a year can add up to enough money to bank 1 gallon of gas. But that is not really my point. I think by reusing my bags, I am not killing any more trees then necessary. My plan is to keep using my brown bags until they are just unusable.
In other news, please send prayers (good vibes, happy thoughts, heal fast juju) to my step dad. He has been in the hospital for 10 days and counting. He started off with a sore knee that became inflamed. He also has a clotting disorder. They thought is could be a blood clot or arthritis. Finally, he had arthroscopic surgery and its still inflamed and he is in horrible pain. Its been confirmed that he has a staph infection and will be on a broad spectrum antibiotic IV for about 8 weeks. They are looking at operating now to see why he is still not healing. My step dad is the bread winner in my parents home. He is not working and the deductible on their health insurance is more then his weekly paycheck. My parents haven making ends meet by running a small print shop. Their best client retired and shut down his business. Their second best client is hurting due to the economy. What that means is my parent business is hurting too. Add unexpected medical expenses and its stressful. That is not helpful to my dad's healing process.
Its hump Wednesday. More importantly, I have 8 days to get my shit in order before I go on vacation. I'll start tomorrow...maybe! ;)
Monday, July 7, 2008
CD 3
This morning I rolled over and grabbed my thermometer. It was like second nature to me...which is odd since I don't temp on my non-medicated (break, off, whatever you want to call them) cycles. I logged onto my trust (ha!) chart and recorded my temp. I got my pee sticks for my CBFM monitor ready. Wow! Its just like the old days. I start the clomid tonight and will look forward to hot flashes.
Our demo'd downstairs is still being worked on at a feverish pace. Or maybe its the heat that causing the fever! We had company visiting for the 4th of July. Lots of yummy food and drinks, swimming, the whole nine. We had a mad dash find homes for stuff that was previously stored in the demo'd rooms. Needless to say, between grocery shopping, cleaning and laundry, I didn't get much relax time before we started to party. But it was a fun party and I look forward to doing it again. Then, on Saturday, we partied with our neighbors. They too had great food and lots of drinks. It was a nice night. We came home early and watched a movie. By Sunday however, I was looking forward to sleeping in and lazying around. And that's exactly what I did.
In other news, the Sharks are beefing up their blue line. I am anxiously awaiting the start of hockey season. Who knows, maybe we can make it to the Cup this year.
Our demo'd downstairs is still being worked on at a feverish pace. Or maybe its the heat that causing the fever! We had company visiting for the 4th of July. Lots of yummy food and drinks, swimming, the whole nine. We had a mad dash find homes for stuff that was previously stored in the demo'd rooms. Needless to say, between grocery shopping, cleaning and laundry, I didn't get much relax time before we started to party. But it was a fun party and I look forward to doing it again. Then, on Saturday, we partied with our neighbors. They too had great food and lots of drinks. It was a nice night. We came home early and watched a movie. By Sunday however, I was looking forward to sleeping in and lazying around. And that's exactly what I did.
In other news, the Sharks are beefing up their blue line. I am anxiously awaiting the start of hockey season. Who knows, maybe we can make it to the Cup this year.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
