All clear and scheduled for a March 15 FET. No reason to expect cancelation again but I guess there is always that risk. Regular schedule, nothing added. I am BCP for a couple wks and start Lupron next week.
I hope it goes well. I now share an office with a gal who I like very much. She is a very conservative Catholic - I want to use the word Orthodox, but it doesn't sound right. We all know how those Catholics feel about ART. Still, I gave her the heads up that I typically bury the bodies when I am on Lupron. She seems ok with it and I would really regret having to take her life.
Things have changed a bit on my end. My job has gotten better as I have a new position. I haven't cared about a job in a long time. In fact, not sure I ever did, but I sure cared about the money. Now I do something I enjoy. The money is much less, but I am happy. Go figure. I work for a national cancer treatment center. I am not patient facing, just an IT hack, but it feels good to be closer to something that matters to me.
Anyhow, I am trying to get it all sorted out. Work life, home life, next Take Home Baby life (not necessarily in that order). My boss sent me a career plan and I read it for once. I never used to read that sort of thing. I sent thank you cards that were due from November last year. I took care of a collection agency chasing me for $38. I actually have the money, just not the time to pay the bill.
Welcome to the whole new me. I still haven't worked out since 1974, but that might change too. Next year. I don't know, that one is too hard.
I am always there reading but usually a week late, right? I let the reader fill up so much it weighs on my mind and I start to feel guilty. What the hell is that? That isn't what our blog houses are for.
My comments at your house are thinning and I regret it. Comments are the whole reason I started this blog. I felt like I had to let every person know I was there and I loved what they wrote, etc. I am a blog loving fool now and I read so many it amazes me how easy it is to keep it straight in my head. I hang on every word. Many of you know this as I am also a ball buster when you go silent. Ha. Infertile bossy bitch that I am.
Always here, getting a little quieter as I enter DE FET #1 of 1, cyst free, wine-and-coffee-free-dammit, lovingly yours,