Okay, I’m better. I apologize for my mental breakdown yesterday. It has just been a tough road lately. I went to the doctor. It looks like I am not hemoragging and that my body is responding to the glucophage. My insulin is still not normal but has gone down since the last time we tested! yay! She says this is a VERY good sign. They drew my blood for a hemoglobin and though it is on the low side of normal, it is still in the normal range so no D and C. No surgery! Yay! She did make me take today off to just relax and get some sleep and let my body regenerate the nourishment it is losing. She gave me Prometrium, which is progesterone. She thinks that I’m going to get pregnant soon. Yay! So now lets just cross our fingers and hope that I ovulate this month! That nap really helped my outlook on stuff today, can you tell? Still tired but not as exhausted as I have been feeling!

I’m an awful awful person. My mother told me today that my cousin is finally pregnant. She has had about three failed attempts at artificial insemination. And I really and truly happy for her, it’s just that is so hard. I want to be pregnant so bad. I want a baby in the worst way. I want to call her but I don’t want her to feel sorry for me or feel weird. I have been doing so well now that I got my period but that was eleven days ago and I’m still bleeding heavily. Which is bad. I’m going to the doctor tomorrow because Melissa made me. The worst case scenario is that my hemoglobin is really low and I’ll need blood and-or surgery to get everything out and hopefully be like brand new. Everybody at work is pregnant. And I do mean everybody. I’ve never wanted more in my entire life then babies.It is supposed to be so damn simple. You grow up, go to school, get married, have babies. That is the natural progression, right? So why is the one thing that I want more than anything in the world is the one thing that my body is having trouble doing.I can’t take it anymore. There are so many people out there that don’t want babies or think that babies are a burden and I’d give anything to be pregnant right now. I don’t won’t surgery, and I don’t want to be admitted to the hospital. I want the bleeding to stop, to ovulate, get pregnant, and be done with it. I’m so absolutely sick of going to the OBGYN. I swear my insurance company is sending her kids to college. Why can’t I just catch a break? First it was the cervical cancer now the polycystic ovary syndrome. I’m so absolutely tired emotionally and physically. Probably physically because i’m freaking bleeding to death! Though there is some good news that the first pap they did after my surgery showed everything as normal. Two more normal ones and I’ll be home free, which means just going once a year which would be grand. That was great news. Now if I can only get out of this without a blood transfusion and surgery. Please keep me in your thoughts, I can’t keep up with this much longer…

I’m on call all of this week. I haven’t been called in yet, but I find myself waking up a lot at night because I’m worried the pager will go off and I won’t hear it! That would be bad. I got here to work today and found out that the night shift guy had called in for tonight! Not good, since I’m on call , that means I have to be here. But another lady volunteered to go home now and come and work tonight. yay! I could have worked it, but that would mean I get off tonight at 7:20 then clock back in at 10pm then out at 6am then in again at 11am and out again at 720 pm. I would have been a walking zombie! Plus, I would miss my husband and puppies to much.

It’s wednesday so we have our meeting today. It is usually quite boring and since it is directly after lunch, I always want to take a nap while in there. Oh well. Hopefully time will pass quickly and 7 will be here so I can go home. Lately I just have not been in the mood to work. I’m tired of all the petty whining and bickering between people. Sick of people worrying if they are going to have to do more work than another person. It’s ridiculous! I thought I had left that all behind in elementary school. Apparently I was morbidly mistaken. Okay off to the meeting. I hope everybody else has a fabulous day in comparison to mine!

Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. It was a very long weekend! We didn’t do a whole lot. I took Gracy, my older dog, to the vet Saturday am. She is eleven years old! They said that whatever we were doing was good because she looks to be in better health than she was last year! yay! She got her shots and a treat and we were on our way. Went to the local police station to register the dogs. I always do that so I can say they are legal and if Ella gets away before we install the invisible fence I want her back! Gracy was never really a problem until recently with wondering. We always just let her out the door and she does her business and comes back. Lately though, if we don’t come back and call her in right away she starts to wonder around which isn’t good, because I don’t want her to get hit!

Sunday I cleaned house for a lady at work! OMG! If I ever thought that my house was dirty I was terribly mistaken! She had dust bunnies the size of soccer balls and cat hair everywhere. I know that my dogs shed (and I have two of them) but this was just plain ridiculous! There was also dried up cat puke all over the house including underneath her bed and on her sheets. I just don’t see how some people can live like that?! It wore me out big time, so afterwards I treated my dh and myself to a steak dinner at Texas Roadhouse.

I joined another webring. This one is called Waiting in Faith. It is for PCOS patients trying to concieve. Hopefully I will hear good news from them as opposed to all of the bad statistics I read on the internet which I have stopped reading. I don’t like to hear it so I don’t do it anymore. All part of my being optomistc plan.

Today I’m at work and it is really slow. We only have 12 cases to do today. We usually do close to 40. So I went to half price books and bought the Vagina Monologues. I’ve been meaning to read it for a while now. If anyone wants to buy it from me for say $7 just let me know. I should be done with it by tomorrow since it isn’t a long book and I will be here until 7pm tonight with nothing to do. Well I have to get back to work unfortunately. Hopefully my life will get more exciting soon.

This was fun!

How evil are you?

I would like to have a moment of silence for dear Jennifer’s cat, Chincey, who passed away this morning. Pets are gifts to us and become not just our companions but a member of the family. They weep with us when loved ones pass and rejoice with us during the happier times in life. My dogs have given me everything in the world. My oldest, given to me by my late father, saw me through his death and has been there forever. Ella, my puppy, continues to bring joy to me everytime I walk into the room. She thinks of me as mom and is teaching my husband to be a great father. And as much as she, or any other pet, annoys me, chews up my cell phone, or poops on the floor because she just can’t hold it anymore, we wouldn’t give them up for anything in the world. I know Jennifer and Anth must be feeling something awful. So let’s send good thoughts there way with this moment of silence, remember the pets we have lost before, and dear Chincey. **silence**

Oh my gosh! I’m so happy! ***Note to reader: If you in anyway don’t want to get up close and personal with me then I suggest skipping this entry. Remember that I don’t have to post things that make others happy, this a documentation of my own life, my own journal by which you are choosing to celebrate the happenings in my life. Thank you for doing so! But as before mentioned, if you don’t want to know the very nitty gritty don’t read this entry! Tune in tomorrow! ***

AF arrived today. I haven’t been visited by AF regularly since I stopped birth control in June. She last made a visit in November with the little aid of provera *drugs*. But today she came by herself *obviously prompted by the lower insulin levels due to the glucophage* and I welcomed her home with loving arms. To be truthful, as awful as she can sometimes be, I missed her terribly. All girls know this, even if they don’t want babies. When you are growing up, you wait for the day that AF makes an appearance in your life. SHE is your defining moment of when you became a woman. Health class revolved around this one proud shining moment for many years! And when she finally came you felt like you could put your “training bra” on and walk with pride. You were now a true woman! AF, I’ve missed you so much. And as much as you are welcome, I would like a baby first, then for you to come and visit again on a regular basis. If you will all excuse me, I’m going to find my training bra to walk with pride…

I spent last night in the Emergency Room. Yesterday I went to work, didn’t feel well, but went anyway. By 7:30 my stomach was cramping horribly. I took some medicine and walked around and such. By 12:30 I couldn’t bare it anymore. By this time I had vomited and was literally at my wits end. I went to the ER, they gave me a pregnancy test, negative , and drew blood. My white blood cell count is 17,000 *very high* and my tummy is tender to touch everywhere. The high white blood cell count means that there is an infection somewhere. After two sticks for an IV, two morphine pushes, some phenegran, xrays, and a ct scan, they don’t think it is appendicitis. Not to sure though.

Today I had to take the day off of work considering that I was very sick last night and had been in the ER until 5am. I went to my family doctor and she drew more blood. If my tummy doesn’t get any better , it is still really tender to touch, then I should go see her again. She is checking to make sure my white blood cells are going down if not she’ll do more tests. I don’t want to have an appendectomy. Working in surgery has just made me even more scared of surgery because the unknown is all known. I have complete faith that they would take care of me and such but it’s just scary. I’m afraid that if the pain doesn’t go away or if it gets as severe again as it was last night that they will take my appendix just in case. I really don’t know what else it could be. The plus side, they gave me some nice drugs to chase the bad pain away. The bad side, my tummy still really aches and I’m really sore and I have to go back to work tomorrow. I’m gonna go play some Sims, hopefully it will make me feel better.

So yesterday morning before work I went down to the laundry room to work on (you guessed it!) laundry! So I put the clothes in the dryer and started up the washer and measuring soaps and such and went upstairs and went to work. When I got home I went downstairs, folded the clothes in the dryer, and opened up the washer and… there weren’t any clothes in there. At this point I’m confused, I know that dryers eat socks, but the washer eating an entire load of laundry? That’s ridiculous. Well folks, it turns out that I just forgot to put clothes in the washer. Yup, I ran an entire cycle with soap but no clothes! It’s official, I’ve lost my mind…

Sometimes I just feel dumb. Downright stupid. The ladies I sit and eat lunch with at work were talking about the stock market and real estate and mortgages. I’m just now learning about mortgages and for the most part I still leave it up to my husband. Yes, I have the checkbook and I pay the bills and such but we really figure out where the money is going together. I rely on him to know the stuff about mortgages, the stock market, and what’s going on in the world. And I hate it sometimes that I am more comfortable just keeping the house going, making sure everything is clean and that everybody has a full belly. Is that wrong? Should I be more “liberated” and “self-empowering” and learn this stuff? With the war stuff, I am such a worrier that “ignorance is really bliss” for me. Now I can debate some stuff. And I can carry on full conversations with you on the pros and cons of abortion, religion, immigration and lots of other colorful things. And I can get really charged up talking about this stuff. Is that enough though? As I said a couple of days ago, I hate feeling stupid and made to look stupid. And lately it has been happening a lot. And to be very honest, it’s starting to piss me off!