I suck at blogging

Well it's been a crazy couple weeks so I need to catch up. I started lupron a hundred years ago...ok well actually 3 weeks 5 days ago. Have I mentioned Lupron sucks ass! Then I started stims last sunday. Now to catch you up on the in between. A couple day after starting lupron my SIL and 2 yr old nephew go into the hospital as the same time. I'm the nurse of the family so I truck 2 hours to Delaware and stay for a couple days to help out. I come home for a day or two to work then head back. In the mean time my dad goes into the hospital with cardiac issues. By then my nephew was home and I was basically taking care of him all day. Talk about exhausted. With the combination of fertility meds and a two year old I could have slept for a month. My SIL was having complications RT pneumonia and the poor thing had to have 2 chest tubes placed. My brother was running in every direction possible. He's my baby brother (and my fav don't tell anyone) so I offered to take my sick nephew home with me. This kid is on more meds than my patients at work. He has severe asthma and was on 2 nebs a day (of which i had to provide a lolly pop flavor his choice of course just to get him to sit still long enough) on 3 po meds and a nasal spray. UGH it was work for 4 days. He is also a very particular kid and my dad has spoiled him rotten so there was no getting around his requests. So I had to rock him to sleep every night, of which usually took at least and hour and half. Having said that when I dropped him off to go back home I cried my eyes out the whole ride home. For four days I was the sole provider for another human. If not before I know now I HAVE to be a mother!!! Ain't no way around it.

Now as if that wasn't enough.... stage right comes Boston. Our first born, 87 lbs Bernese mountain dog. Love of my life (well at least 4 legged love of my life) The poor baby was diagnosed with a Mast Cell tumor and was scheduled for surgery 11/18. This was of course the weekend I had my nephew. So poor guy is on bed rest and has to be leashed to go potty. My loving, faithful, amazing husband bit the bullet and slept on an air mattress on the living room floor for 2 WEEKS!!!!!! So Boston wouldn't lick at his wound. Well needless to say it didn't work and his wound dehesed (i.e. split open) So we said ok this sucks but we'll get it restitched and everything will be fine. 400 bucks later, one turkey dinner and POP. G hears a pop while watching football thanksgiving. I of course am passed out on the air mattress because of a lupron headache and didn't hear a thing. Well back to the vet we go on Friday. They took all the stitches and staples out and had to let it heal by second intention i.e. fill in with scar tissue. Now he has to go in every other day for dressing changes.... no they are not free. Hopefully by the end of the week they can re stitch again. So the grand total is almost 2000 buckaroos. Love you Boston!

Now to the IVF world. Surprisingly this cycle has not totally sucked... up until yesterday. Hey I'm happy about this. I'm 9 days in, usually by day 4 I'm miserable. I go in this am for a blood work/ultrasound. Hoping for some follies in the mid teens. My e2 levels have been surprisingly low. But i'm a ok with that. No mr. OHSS for me please, I beg of you! I think because all of the other stress in my life I haven't been stressed about this IVF. This one feels so different. I don't even mind the shots. The only reason I'm cranky about it is because this damn headache that won't quite and insomnia (you BIOTCH) has reared it's ugly head. Hence the 0630 blog post. As far as US goes on sunday I had 7 measurable follies. Sure as shit beats to 20 or so I had last cycle. Name of the game this cycle was quality over quantity! Please God let this be the one.

I've been working this cycle to try and keep some of my sanity. Sitting at home for a month watching a baby story is equivalent to a strait jacket for and IVFer. Thank God i have the best manager in the whole wide world. She has been beyond understanding. I don't have to ask her for anything! So I've been on light duty, meaning I play pretend nurse. I don't have to take a 7 patient group. I'm doing mostly admin stuff, starting ivs, passing meds, hanging blood. Easy stuff. No diaper changes for me 400 pound dead weight man. No Not this week! Most people have been understanding and supportive. Just one bitch made the comment "oh i didn't know you had to be on light duty for that." Snarky whore. Sorry I cuss like a sailor. Yes, witch, I can't be lifting 400 lbs pts while you sit on your ass because I might rupture an ovary. Think that might hurt! Good thing she said this to me early in my stims or I would have stabbed her in her jugular with a dull pencil. Ok I probably wouldn't but ya never know with these meds. I clocked my husband for farting in my presence a couple days ago. I didn't even think about it, it just happened. Fart...Punch. That fast!

So I'm calling out of work today because I couldn't sleep and my pants don't fit.... but I'm just telling them I have a migraine (which isn't a lie it's just not the whole truth) The puppy dog is doing much better and we are sleeping in our own bed again, well G is sleeping in the bed i'm blogging because I can't sleep. I go for BW/US this morning and am praying for good numbers. Hopefully I'm getting close. I'm running low on gonal F and turns out by dog robbed me so I'd like to not have order more. And who wants to stim longer tan 13 days anyway.

I'll try to be more dedicated to blogging. I'm off work for 2 weeks now so I'll probably get annoying her soon.

you know you're tired when you fall asleep on  your dogs ass! Bobo's leg is the only Christmas decorating that will probably happen in my house this year. Feliz navidad