AF took her sweet ass time, but finally showed up with a vengeance on Monday. Just long enough for me to lose patience and freak out and take another HPT Sunday night just to be sure. 38 day cycle, which is crazy long for me, and giving me crazy-bad cramps, but at least can stop waiting and start moving forward.
Started my antibiotics yesterday - Oflox 400 mg and Flagyl 500 mg - 2 times a day for 14 days. Let the fun begin!
So far feeling okay, side-effects wise. Had trouble sleeping last night, which on the surface isn't a big deal, but is dangerous when have so many bad thoughts lurking in dark corners, just waiting to run free in an empty sleepy brain. I do much better when heavily distracted.
Also feeling a little goofy. Barfing rainbows warned me that she felt like she was working on 3 beers the first few days of the drugs, and I gotta say is an apt description. So once again it's like I am blogging while drinking ... apologies :)
My office holiday party last week brought a few dicey moments -- an acknowledgment of all the new babies (including two born within a week of my mc#2 edd) and an end-of-year video slideshow full of days that I'd rather not remember, and moments that I missed completely due to my now-hermit-like existence. But I really do love my job and my coworkers, and a few drinks in I felt like my old fun-loving care-free self. I even danced. I can't remember the last time I danced. A spontaneous goofy dance party broke out, and I jumped right in. I could literally feel certain muscles pulling and straining from not having been used for so long.
Went out Saturday night too, and had a family xmas gathering on Sunday, and it felt ridiculously good to hold a glass of wine and clink glasses and feel the sweet release of a buzz. It felt deliciously... normal. To feel connected and social and happy, instead of cowering in corners, self-consciously empty-handed and avoiding potentially-painful small talk, preferring to be invisible.
Have had a few bad days since getting news of the infection. Discouraged, frustrated, sad, impatient... the usual suspects. But don't feel like dwelling on that today.
May be away from the computer as xmas shenanigans heat up, but I'm hoping for a wonderful holiday for everyone, full of peace and void of sadness, at least for a few days.
Cheers!
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p.s.
If you ever want to feel better about not having children, go to a Toys R Us a few days before Christmas. Egads. I could not get out of there fast enough.
and...
If you ever want to feel better about an alternative path to parenthood, watch the Home for the Holidays adoption special on CBS. I'm 5 minutes in, and already sobbing. I remember seeing this special many years ago, and it stuck with me like few things do (even then, wayyy pre-fertility issues). I don't know what the future holds for us, but watching this is a good reminder for me that there is more than one way to create a family and find happiness. (Hmm, a little heavier on C-list celebrities and lighter on stories than I remember... oh well, still inspired!)
Working on 3 beers sounds dreadful. I must say that you are a excellent tipsy writer if this is the case.
ReplyDeleteNormal is something not to be missed. I am grateful that I'll be close enough around ovulation that I wont' forgo the wine at Christmas just for the reason that watching my fat pregnant SIL prance about saying "oh I look like a marshmallow in my sweater" or "look at my belly" when I would LOVE to comment on both of those things. Having a glass of wine in my hand will help keep my mouth firmly shut.
I know it's disappointing to have delays for treatment. That sucks beyond belief. I only hope that the medication side effects mellow and that the next test shows you are all clear and ready to go back to regular programming.
Dancing! I imagine that we would have boogied to Iggy and Kate at that party and closed the dance floor with our HOTNESS. You know it. :)
Have a great Christmas, too!
I hate when I wake up in the middle of the night and my brain starts going. I have a few relaxation techniques that help a little (the equivalent of counting sheep I guess), but they don't seem to work these days as well as they once did.
ReplyDeleteGood for you for having fun at you party. You deserve it! Have a wonderful Christmas...you deserve it!
Oh I hope these drugs bring you good news, Mrs. B! Have a wonderful Christmas. And cheers to a really fricken happy new year this time! Come onnnnn, let's get pregnant in 2011!!! xoxo
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog! It's so nice to connect with people with similar stories. Well, maybe not nice, since it really sucks for both of us, but if we have to be here, at least we can find each other!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you were able to have some carefree moments at the party. Have an awesome Christmas!
ReplyDeleteWhat a Christmas.....I just took hpt after my temp was way down this morning and sure enough BFN. I love the advice about toys r us, and I wish there was one close enough for me to jump into right now, because I really need something to feel right now other than disappointment.
ReplyDeleteI hate not having a good nights rest, it makes me so jumpy the next day, hope you get some good rest tonight so Santa will come see you :)
Hi, I'm a Chicago girl and recurrent miscarrier too (currently adopting). Looking forward to following along on your journey.
ReplyDeleteI hope you had a nice Christmas and that the meds are allowing you to feel more like yourself now. Hang in there. Thinking of you!!!
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