Friday, August 7, 2009

Thank God Vera Bradley bags are washable.

It's Friday and I'm at work. WTF?  Haha...  I know, boo hoo, right?!  But it does take a little getting used to after having 4-day work weeks all summer!  So today started off kinda crappy - literally in fact.  One of our doggies decided to have a poo party all over our bedroom while we were sleeping.  I thought I detected a faint poo smell when I got up (in the dark), but quickly dismissed it because Gertie was dropping fart bombs all over the place last night. 

 

Yeah well, after coming back upstairs from breakfast I was suddenly enlightened to the fact that somebody left us a poo-poo platter all over the floor and most notably, atop my two Vera Bradley bags that were sitting on the floor.  And this was no neat little pile of poo, dear readers.  I'll spare you any more details - but it was nast.  So picture me and the hub at 7:30 am, hosing down my Vera Bradley travel bags in the backyard.  Then I immediately tossed them in the wash. Grody with a capital STANK.

 

I got up what could be gotten up off the floor with paper towels, and the hub followed up with our kick-ass steam cleaner vacuum thingee.  It is a miracle worker and a must for pet owners... probably kid owners too.  And I'd tell you what it's called if I knew.  I'll find out. 

 

Yeah so that was my morning... but it quickly got better because we paid off another credit card today!  Woo hooooo!  It was the one we were gonna do last month but it got put on the back burner after I decided to run into a truck with my car.  Well, it all worked out swimmingly...  and we were able to make it happen.  So that's a great kick-off to the weekend.  We're really trying to knock out what we can because once we get pregnant, we will have to put the whole debt snowball on hold and start stashing away cash.

 

And yeah, speaking of babies... no I ain't got one yet.  That's right, I said "ain't."  We went to my RE yesterday and I took a blood test, which was negative.  Fully expected it to be negative, but given that Flo was 4 days late as of yesterday, I was still holding onto a shred of hope.  No such luck, though.  My doctor said I'm late because of all the damn progesterone I'm on.  He doubled me up this cycle, so yeah - I suppose it's a lot. 

 

So the plan of attack now is to do the 3rd IUI cycle on Femara/Letrozole instead of Clomid.  He thinks (and hopes) it's the Clomid that's causing my thin lining issue.  Apparently Femara, which is actually a breast cancer drug that my mom was on for 5 years (strange!), works very much like Clomid but doesn't have some of the nasty side effects.  One being the thinning of the lining.  So hopefully this will be our answer to that issue.  My doctor has a few other tricks up his sleeve regarding my lining if this switch-up doesn't do the job.  But if we ultimately can't get the lining where it needs to be, I may be SOL.  And that hit me pretty hard yesterday.  

 

This whole week has just been crap.  Ups and downs - am I pregnant, am I not...  and now wondering if it will *ever* work after going through two surgeries and spending thousands of dollars.  It's just a lot.  I know I generally have a great outlook on the whole thing, but I certainly have my days/weeks/what have you.  And this is one of those weeks.  It's one of those weeks where I'm just angry at the world.  Not at God... never ever have been angry at him for this.  He's the only thing getting me through this afterall.  But just bitter, you know.  Hating on all the damn fertiles out there that pass their husbands too closely in the hallway and get pregnant.  Hating them for not getting what this feels like.  Even feeling bitterness towards friends with kids sometimes because they don't freaking get it.  And I know all that is crap - but I'm just being honest.  Of course none of them are to blame.  You just get in these ruts sometimes and you feel very alone in the world.

 

But I won't stay in my rut for long.  We've been at this for almost four years now, but I know the wait for some has been much longer.  So I'm not going to complain, though I will have my days to whine and moan y'know.  More than anything, I just keep praying for patience and peace and the ability to continue to trust in God's plan and not our own.  We're doing everything we can do down here, but ultimately, we're waiting on God.  And yes, I know he has a plan for us - I really do.  It's the only way we keep plugging along.  But still, hearing, "God has a plan for you" over and over from friends and family gets flat out annoying.  I realize that's hardly fair... am I contradicting myself or what?  But it's true...  I think the same goes for any struggle or sorrow someone's going through.  Yeah, God has a plan and he's using this for something - I know that.  But I don't need *you* to tell me that.  I don't need to hear how your brother's best friend's wife struggled with infertility and had 3 failed IVF attempts before finally getting pregnant on her own.  Don't need your stories.  I just need you to say "this SUCKS" and "I love you" and "I HATE this for you" and then shut your mouth.  And I'm so not talking to anyone inparticular... I'm just flat out talking to the world. 

 

Man!  Can you sense my craptastic mood this week or what?  I'm on a LOT of hormones, forgive me.  Hell, I'm glad it's Friday!  A low-key weekend is just what I need to get me back in gear.  Oh and a nurse just called and left me a message to call her back but gave me no details.... so now I'm like, what does that mean?  Of course I start running all these scenarios through my head like, "Oh honey, we got your blood results mixed up - you ARE pregnant!"  Um, yeah right, but it's fun to imagine. 

 

OK big promises to come back on the other side with a MUCH better attitude and less ranting!  But thanks for hearing me out, girls.  Getting this stuff out helps a lot.  Love y'all!  Hope you have fantastic weekends!

 

 



 

 

 

14 comments:

Susan said...

So sorry that this *SUCKS* for you. I hope that you have awesome weekend to make up for the crappy week.

KK said...

That sucks! I love you! I hate this for you!

And I'm sorry about the poopy morning! Those are THE WORST!! Sadie usually does that to me at 3am. Nice.

I'm sending you more virtual fro-yo!

Gracie Beth said...

I am still keeping my fingers crossed for you! Also, I am very sorry your dog went potty on your bags I am very glad that they are washable! Lastly, I am hosting a college football swap and I know you are a huge UGA fan so I thought you might be interested.
-GB

B.E.A said...

What a icky day. I hope your weekend makes up for it!!

Mrs.Preppy said...

This sucks!!! I HATE this for you. We love you.

And congrats on getting rid of another cc! That is great! You make Dave proud.

Sophisticated Southerner said...

Thank you for the candor in this post. I think it's almost always best to thoughtfully inquire after someone we love ... and then just shut up and really listen.

Congrats on the credit card pay-off! What a great feeling! You've been such an inspiration to me when it comes to helping our family stick to our budget, and I'm grateful to you for sharing your success stories. Hope you and hubby get to celebrate your accomplishment this weekend!

Preppy 101 said...

You just feel and say anything you want. Anyone who has ever NOT completely had their way at some time or other in this world totally understands!! Do something nice for yourself this weekend - even if it is running someone down with your car - hehe - just kidding, but you get what I'm saying. xoxoxo

Jill said...

Preach it sister. The people who say "God has a plan" have NEVER been through anything like this...if they had, they'd KNOW not to say that. And the whole "so and so tried 15 times and finally got preggo on their own"..don't EVEN get me started on that one...really, REALLY? That's supposed to be comforting?? So, what you're saying is "years of heartache ahead.." UGH. Sorry, umm...clearly this is a soap box for me so I shall now step off of it before I take up WAY too much room here... =)

Melissa said...

I'm sorry things aren't working out the way you want them to! I really hope the Dr. can figure it out and you can get pregnant soon!

NatalieDeltaGam said...

i'm hoping this is THE month! wouldn't a may baby be just perfect!!?
everything happens for a reason...blah blah blah. once you're pregnant you'll appreciate it even more...blah blah blah.
you've heard it all (and i did too when i had cancer and then when i couldn't get pregnant)
but you know what? it's all true. gawd, i treasure mary margaret. i cry at least once/day when i hold her because she is my heart.
you're in my prayers every day.
natalie.
oh, on a side note there's a thing going on @ buford village tomorrow. :-)

Prissy Southern Prep said...

I hope things start looking up for you! And, Congratulations on paying off another credit card!!!

Jane said...

woohoo! Congrats on paying off another credit card! Ain't Dave Ramsey the best thing ever!

Meet Me in the Baby's Room said...

I hope this is the month for you! I had the same problem with Clomid, then my doctor switched me to Femara and it worked!

Hope said...

You really hit the nail on the head with your comments about God's plan. Though you did say it much nicer than I could have. The worst thing people say to me in all this is "in God's time, not Hope's time." When you're 36 there isn't much of God's time left. Sorry you have to go through this - it SUCKS! Please keep being honest so I can read it and not rant on my own blog. ~Hope