Lupron, my new best enemy
I hate Lupron. The headaches are evil, the hot flashes are sweaty, and I cry. at. commercials.
Add this to, you know, being stuck in the living room with a cast and you've got the makings of a very sad girl. I'm bored, my head hurts, and I can't walk without crutches. Oh, yeah, and I can't get in the shower.
It's ok- it'll be done soon enough, but yuck.
Sincerely,
Stinky Complainer-head
Thank you, percocet.
So, foot surgery was swell. In fact, my foot is still swollen now, a week later. Turns out, it stays that way for a long, long time. Yay. Another week in the fiberglass cast, then I graduate into the removable (!!) walking cast, although I am not allowed to bear weight on the foot for at least another week after that. Ah, crutches, my new best friend. I've got two new permanant screws, too, so that's entertaining, sort of.
In addition, I started my Lupron last Sunday, Father's Day. Headaches and hot flashes ensued. Yesterday was the last day of the pill- oh, there was joy!
Mostly, though, I've been trying to figure out how to maneuver with crutches and a cast. Ninety percent of the time the leg is elevated and iced, so practice is limited, but I'm getting better. Thankfully.
MIA
I know, it's boring around here.
So, then, I thought I'd pop in and mention a couple of things.
First of all,
Danae is doing her own test a day thing- and seeing as how I test every day anyway, I'm totally going to copycat. Expected viewing: after mid-July-ish.
Secondly, this is the week of my foot surgery. On Thursday I get a bone shaved, another cut in half, and a screw to hold it back together. Hopefully it will be uneventful.
Also, I still can't feel my chin or lip. It's either getting better (a little) or I'm getting used to it, because it's not driving me quite as crazy as it was last week. Tingles a little. That's supposed to be good, so yay.
Finally, I'm still taking my BCPs and will stop on the 22nd of this month. Look for more actual cycle news after the first of July. Until then there's not much going on, so hang tight, and we'll get back to the fun part soon enough. At least that's what I'm telling myself...
I had my mouth stitches out today. It's certainly better than having stitches in one's mouth, but on the whole, I think I'll stay away from any future tooth extractions. Just to avoid the entire situation.
Next week is the big meeting with my ART coordinator- the one where I
really get my prescriptions and calendar and whatnot. My coordinator told me over the phone that the meeting was usually about three hours long and in addition to getting said calendar and scripts, I'd "learn more than I wanted to know about IVF". Seriously, what else is there? I've signed my consents, they have my money, I'm already on the freaking pill. I went to the cattle call 'seminar' that they require, complete with powerpoint images of ICSI. We've done two injectables cycles with the clinic before, so we can't be going over the drugs or injections. I'm just a little impatient, really, and this seems like another hoop to jump through while we wait. For no good reason, I might add. Whatever.
So, ever heard of the inferior alveolar nerve? No? Don't go letting any oral surgeon or dentist bruise yours. Trust me on this. Loss of feeling in your chin and lip is minor, really, but oh so unfuckingbelievably annoying. It could take a few weeks or months to heal- and there's no predictor to the length of time. I'm not drooling on myself or have any speech impediments from it, but I do bite the inside of my lip when I eat. Not all the time, but often enough. Doesn't hurt at least. Really, really annoying.
And we wait...
