60 Second Update

Embie we didn't transfer didn't make it. They left a message on my phone and I didn't feel the need to call back. It didn't upset me - not one bit - totally expected.

Tomorrow I go in for my check up appointment. I've been a little worried because I am still cramping, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised since I'm prone to infection AND I didn't take my doxycycline the night before my transfer like I was supposed to. Told the nurse on the day of transfer (when she asked about it). Completely slipped my mind to take it even though I told myself probably 20 times (and my husband at least 5)! Had to take it after dinner and dinner was after the reminder alarm went off. Damn you ADD. Oh well. I guess if I had to forget one medication -that was the one to forget.

G.C. says she is doing great except for a sore bum. LOL. I feel so bad for her. She told me that the night of the first shot that she kept procrastinating when her husband tried to give it to her. Made him keep practicing on the orange an hour past the time she was planning on taking it. Then when she finally got the shot she couldn't believe that she had been so worried over it that whole time. That it was nothing compared to what she had built up in her mind. Still, too many shots will give anyone sore spots. There wasn't an unbruised spot in my prime belly-shooting area by the time I was done. Hurt to wear pants. Sans pants (or skirt) probably isn't good for the office. Now that I think about it - why didn't I wear a dress???

That's it for now. Tomorrow is checkup for me and Sunday is prego test for G.C. Some moments I don't think of it at all and other times I wonder how wise it is troll craigslist for my dream crib. Well "troll" as in window shop, not as in act all douche-y. Why am I explaining myself? You all knew what I meant. I starting to ramble which means I need to hurry up and get to bed. Still a ton to do.

Night all!

How to be Good Friends with an Infertile

Excellent read for those of you that are not infertile, but really want to know how to be awesome to those of us who are. Hell, who am I kidding? Excellent article for us infertiles to pass on to our fertile friends. At least the ones that haven't already violated every "do not" on the list already...

http://tertia.typepad.com/so_close/2004/05/how_to_be_good_.html

Day 1 - Or Something Like That.

I overthink things.

The other day I wrote a blog post titled Day 1.5. Honestly I didn't really know how to number it. Technically, since it was pre-cycle, it should have been a negative number, but since I didn't know WHAT day my period would start on, I couldn't very well guess on what negative number to give it. Anytime I try to predict what day my period falls on, it makes a liar out of me. If I was wrong, then the numbers wouldn't line up and that would DRIVE ME CRAZY. (No comments from the peanut gallery please.)

This made me wonder on how to properly account for it. Using a positive number, should I add BC (before cycle)? Nah, too religious. What about PC (pre-cycle)? Well then we've gone all political. Not good either. I get enough of both of those on Facebook  Incidentally, one of my NY resolutions is to not post and comment on these (and other) controversial topics. This would be a huge challenge for me, but GREATLY rewarding as I usually end up regretting it. Fortunately  I have a decent record for following through with NY resolutions. (Note: I wrote "decent", not "perfect".)

Where was I? Oh yea. What number notation to use? What number....Hmmmmmmmm. What to do? What to do?

Period started. Crises averted. Or starting. Whatevs.

Let the Cycle begin.

Slacker, Community Peeps, 10 Second Rant, & ICLW

I confess. Super Slacker on the post reads today. Mostly because I didn't get home from a meeting with some local community folks (and then dinner) until almost 10pm.

The short of it involves them asking us to be a "named plaintiff" against a big box store that wants to move in right next to me. They need someone who lives close and I don't think you can get much closer than we are. Did we acquiesce? Damn straight. My quality of life goes down the tubes if the stupid mass retailer moves in. So much for me liking my privacy (both as a named plaintiff and/or if they move in.) Le sigh.

It probably doesn't help that I missed taking my supplements most of last week and now that I am taking them again, I have to deal with side effects. Rage Balls with your side of DHEA anyone? Hopefully it will pass quickly. While I have that going on, I'm going to use it as an excuse to go into a 10 second rant on something that drove me bonkers last week. 

10 Second Rant:
I am not a grammar Nazi. I swear I'm not. If you want to know the truth, I'm fully aware that my own grammar isn't that fabulous most of the time. But I hate - really, really hate - when someone's is awful. (If someone is disabled, from another country, uneducated, or similar then they totally get a pass.) There are blogs I can't read anymore because of the writing. Not minor things, but things that make you want to poke your eyes out.

I want to read the story, not try and decipher the jumbled up mess. Maybe it's because of my ADD, but when it's a jumbled mess, it's HARD for me to read. In the end, I just don't read them; it's too frustrating.

And I'm willing to bet, at least a quarter bet, that I am not the only one. That actually makes me a pretty crappy and judgmental person, but I can't help myself at times. I wish I could. This is the part where if I was smart I would erase this whooooolllleeeee section. 

End Rant

If you are visiting from ICLW then
A.) Sorry you had to see that rant. I'm not normally like that I swear. Ok, maybe sometimes.
B.) What took you so long? (LOL Just kidding) and
C.) You might want to start HERE instead for a tiny blurb about me and better posts to read. Except you are at the end of this one already so you might as well stay here.

Today's Readings:

1. (Still) Trying to Conceive: Languages
2. Hobbit-ish Thoughts and Ramblings: Sunday Night Chit-Chat Recovery Mode
3. Crazycatladywantsbaby: I Must be Stupid - TMI Post
4. Bébé Suisse: What does a girl have to do to buy a Doppler around these parts?
5. Follow Every Rainbow (nope - need permission. :-(  )
6. Team Harries Beat Infertility: Willingness to Wait
7. Tesseract: Eighteen Years
8. Thought Provoking Moments: Well, Well, Well
9. Genuine Greavu: the "A" Word
10. the misadventures of missohkay: When World's Collide
11. My Fertility Blog: And Then There's Good News