My Day

First, worried and worried and worried about “normal” activity today and whether I should or shouldn’t go up and down stairs.  And I reminded myself there’s hope.

Then, I tortured myself by reading articles about bedrest vs. no bedrest after IVF.  Turns out some studies show bedrest may result in a lower success rate.  Great…after just laid as though I was in a coma for two days.  And I also culled from the articles that unless you take repeated rides on a roller coaster, there’s nothing you can do to make successful or unsuccessful at this point.

Next, I decided I was going to threaten to shank my acupuncturist tomorrow if she didn’t tell me if I was pregnant or not from my pulse.  I hear they have great maternity care in prison.

After that, I jammed a long needle full of progesterone into my thigh and wondered why I am bothering.  I got a little angry as some of the progesterone dribbled out of the little hole.

Finally, I looked at new donors on my agency’s website.  Not that I’m really sure I could or should go forward if the Stragglers didn’t take.

Nothing like calling it over before the fat lady sings.

Or did I.

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One comment on “My Day

  1. My opinion is that you can’t really do much to impact whether they stay or not. Of course, I’ll probably be freaking out in a month or so too. So, I’ll tell you to relax now and you tell me to relax in a month.

    I think you should just do things that make you feel good, so if that’s watch TV or go for a walk or read a book (stay away from the IVF articles) then so be it.

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