yowza
Getting wisdom teeth yanked out of one's head kind of hurts. Not awfully bad, mind you- I've moved along from the narcotic painkillers to just plain Tylenol, so I'm not dying, but I'd rather not do this again. I'm none too pleased with the numbness I'm still feeling 48 hours later, either. Mostly I wish I could eat some real food.
Oh, and I start suppresssion tomorrow, so that's almost like moving forward on the science project, but not really.
A calendar, and other advances
I finally got a skeleton of a schedule for this happy happy fun cycle. Looks like my first day of Lupron will be June 19th, and stims start July 2nd. In the meantime, I've booked myself in for a few weeks of sheer torture. You know, because I'm not working (as of today). Lucky me; I get to take a ten week break. A ten week break filled with a foot surgery, wisdom tooth extraction, and of course, IVF.
First up: wisdom teeth. I have five of them, but I'm not sure how many Mr. Oral Surgeon Guy will actually take out. At least 4, but that last one is way, way up there. Anyway, depending on what he says, I may be opting for actual sedation with my local anaesthetic. I mean, even if it doesn't hurt, I'll still feel my jaw being yanked around, right? And I'm not sure how much I like the idea of hearing teeth popped out of my head. So that's next week.
Then mid-June is a bunion surgery I've been putting off. See, I didn't realize that the hurty foot thing I had was a bunion. I thought old people got those, and just yuck. But it hurts, and it's getting worse, so now is the time to cut open my foot. I'm 99% positive that I'll be in a walking cast by the time I have to start monitoring with stims, so that should be tolerable.
Oh, and I got a notice from my insurance company from a year and a half ago- no longer my insurance company- that they won't pay for my most recent pap. Um, duh. My totally stupid gyne sent everything to the wrong insurance company. Again. This has happened twice before. Morons. This is the same place that employs a PRN who told me something about 'god's timing' when I went in for the initial bloodwork after we'd been trying for a year. Also, she did all the cd3 stuff midcycle. When I asked about the timing, she told me they didn't have to do bloodwork on cd3 anymore. Super morons. I am finished with them.
I also decided to take a photo class at the local community college- I haven't been in a darkroom in forever, and I thought it would be fun. Anyway, I went to one class, bought a small chunk of the supplies I'd need, and then dropped the class. I figured it would be difficult to A) shoot enough film; B) get to and from class; C) spend enough time (standing) in the lab while I had a swollen face and/or a healing foot. So. Anybody need a grain focuser? Developing tank? Several rolls of Ilford HP4 or Kodak Tri-X? I'm a little bummed about dropping the class, but there just wasn't any easy way to get everything done.
But did I mention I don't have to work for more than two months?
just nod and pretend like you're listening.
Ever wonder why the name of the blog is what it is? No?
I'll tell you anyway. It's a song title, courtesy of They Might Be Giants.
Oh, you're not interested in the lyrics? OK.
Here they are.Right. There's nothing going on around here. I have a consult with a new acupuncture lady tomorrow morning. Work is very close to being over. Still have a week before my patient ed class thing, then two weeks after that I start BCPs. It's not very exciting.
Hmm. Oh, well there was this: I ordered a book online a while back. It was
Macrobiotic Food and Cooking Series: Infertility and Reproductive Disorders C'mon, it was less than a dollar. I figured it might be interesting, even if not useful. Yeah, it was interesting. For men with a low sperm count? Try Salmon Head with Soybeans. Yummy. Also, there is a chapter on 'cooking attitude', which among other things, suggests the cook "pour love and healing vibrations into the food" and this gem: "The food has the power to help individuals realize their dreams, and with this tool comes the ability to vitalize and inspire whole civilizations". All this with tofu and salmon heads.
Ahem.
Also, there is the suggestion that long hair "should be tied back to prevent it from catching on fire." Seriously. Not tied back to prevent it from being gross in the salmon head soup, no.
It's an excellent book. I will sell it for a very low price.
Real life sucks
OK, not really. It doesn't compare to vacation, though. We ate (alligator pie and bbq oyster salad and crawfish monica) and listened to wonderful music (Randy Newman and Elvis Costello and Isaac Hayes and BB King) and walked around and had super fun hotel sex (the one time, unfortunately- stupid bad timing had me riding the crimson wave). Then we ate some more (banana beignets and a softshell crab poboy and quail&pheasant gumbo and... ) and listened to more good music (Marcia Ball and the Neville Brothers and Galactic and Sonny Landreth and... ). And we laughed. And we made plans for next time.
There was no work, there were no bills, and we got to spend time together. It was fabulous. Even after we missed our flight out and had to wait for three hours in the airport. And a streetcar we were on got held up for an hour and a half because people are stupid and pissed off the driver, who then called the transit police. Then the real police. And the last night that we were there, and the people in the room next to us decided to party like rock stars and get in a fight and trash the room, then get hauled off to jail. Actually, that last part was sort of entertaining. Of course we were listening at the door, beccause we're nosy like that. The two guys in the room left a broken bottle of Hennessy and a trail of condoms in the hallway. It was bound to be something. Anyway, I thought it was kind of the officer to let the one they called "Michael" get his shoes before they dragged him down to central lockup.
Oh, and I turned 29, too. Icky.
On the science project front, I still have to wait until I start ANOTHER cycle before I move on to suppression. We have a patient education class May 17th, when I think I get my prescriptions and whatnot. Oh, yeah, I had that wacky bloodwork stuff a while back, and on the sescond draw, all of it was normal- so that's good. Also, we have to actively contracept for the next 28 days due to the Rubella vaccine I just got. Mostly, though, it's just waiting until the next go-round.
