Still haven’t gotten my period, but according to the new nurse my test results indicate that I’ve ovulated, so I should be getting it. I have to think it’s coming soon because I just sat through something like my 20th viewing of the movie Annie in the past year with my daughter and I couldn’t stop crying. The reason I even have test results is because Dr. Dry* actually called me last Saturday evening to finally respond to my request for some information about my using met.formin. Since I had him on the phone I mentioned that I hadn’t got my period yet and I according to my calculations I was a bit late–unusual for me. He told me to come in on Wed so they could draw blood and do an ultrasound to see if I had or was about to ovulate and to rule out an ectopic pregnancy. So, I was prepared for 3 possibilities – (1) you’re about to ovulate, (2) you have ovulated, or (3) nothings happening take some provera and call us in .... I was not prepared for a lot of discussion between the ultrasound tech and the RE about what they were seeing on the screen–descriptions I can’t recall, measurements being taken, etc. WTF? This was supposed to be an in-and-out, totally benign appointment. Now, I know what some of you may be thinking. This is really no big deal – and I know that. But I’ve never had this happen before and I was not expecting it at all. Plus, they’ll want to do another ultrasound to make sure that the cysts are gone before we start “IVF#5, take 2". I know the odds are good that they’ll be gone in a month, but the idea that we may be delayed yet again is bugging me. So now I just keep on waiting for the period – I’ve never wanted to get a period so badly in my life! Ironic huh?
Ok, so not exactly the most interesting of posts, but this IS what’s going on with me these days. I wish I could say that I was living up to my pledge to take this time of waiting to get healthy, but I haven’t been. After two good weeks of eatting super healthy foods, I COMPLETELY fell of the wagon this week. Also, I haven’t been working out at all. I’ve been so utterly exhausted that I can’t even THINK about working out. I don’t know if it’s a side effect of the Met.formin or maybe some sort of low level depression, but I swear I could sleep all day long if I didn’t have to go to work and take care of my kid. So here I’ll say it again, next week I’ll give it a try again. This time I think I’m going to actually use the online Wei.ght Watch.ers subscription I keep paying for, because clearly going it on my own isn’t working too well. I know that even at my best I won’t be able to drop the 30 lbs I’d like to shed quickly – hell even if I was a perfect WW client, I won’t lose that much even by the END of the summer. But it sure would be nice to lose 5 to 10 before I have to start hitting the community pool every weekend!
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*I finally came up with a nickname for my RE. I really like him and he has a very dry sense of humor, therefore...