Random

So here I sit at the office, loaded with the Progesterone bullet. I am 2dpo on cd 21. I faxed over the bbt chart to the doc and he called back to say that it was a beautiful chart. I was unsure but her has a way of making me feel better. The temp did go up just a little more today so that is a good sign. I feel as though I am a pill factory every morning. I take 2 metformin in the morning, 2 prenatal vitamins, 1 baby aspirin, 1 suppository. Then in the evening, 2 more metformin, 1 more baby aspirin and 1 more supper suppository.

I was laying in bed last night wondering about all of this. I started laughing uncontrollably with the thought of what these doctors think when they tell all of us what to do. I mean, here is a man who has no clue whatsoever what it is like to shove something somewhere and have to walk around with that feeling, He is telling me to check my cervix, Yeah I can imagine him laughing at the thought of my big butt squatted and trying to get to places I don't usually get. Then there is the best one of thinking about all of these women trying to lay still after they.... well..... do the deed. I am sure that when he goes to his office after he has told me all of this, he is thinking, I don't know how but maybe I could turn some of them over to cirqu de soliel for some stretching exercises.

My doc is great but he is a cut up too. He asked my husband one time while he was in there for a pelvic check for "ferning" , "well if you are that uncomfortable with this, I will let you come down here and get the practice for later". I about fell off of the table. This is also the man that sat and held me while I fell apart in his office. I love that man.

No real topic today, just kind of feeling "blahhhh" I will tell you though, never take all of your meds on an empty stomach. I was in the truck about to drive into the yard, when I got an overwhelming feeling of nausea. All I can say is that I was grateful for the hard hat that was in the back seat. I will also say that I was proud of myself for being about to whip the truck around in a U turn and drive back to the house and clean up while still puking in the hat. Oh well. Sorry for TMI.

I will still pray.....

Lord, Thank you for this day. Thank you for the opportunity to live another day and shine for you. Thank you for the ability to wake up and move around this morning. Thank you for my family and the joy that they give me. Please continue to focus me and my life. Help me to remember that you are first and foremost. You know the desires of my heart and you know my daily struggles. Thank you for being so forgiving and thank you for loving me.