Freedom and other stuff

For starters, finals are OVER! FREEDOM IS MINE…for the next 3 months, at least. It looks like I ended up with a B+ in Spanish, a B in Math, and either a B or B- in Biology. It will depend on how many points, if any, she adds to the test we just took. Now I have three months of no school, just work. I imagine I’m going to be bored out of my skull – I’ve gotten used to having things to procrastinate! Oh well…maybe I’ll get caught up on all the things I’ve been putting off around the house. I’ve also changed my major – permanently. It is now “Health Informatics & Technology” with a Sociology minor. It will teach me everything I need to know to work in a medical office or hospital. I’m contemplating trying to work for an RE’s office! I already have the knowledge of cycles, and can empathize with the people coming in…I think it would do wonders for me. I am also contemplating trying to work in a hospital in the maternity ward or neo-natal unit. I’m not sure I could handle the latter, though, because I know not all babies make it. We’ll see how things turn out – I have a few years yet.

In other news, I’m doing the TP Tango. Today is CD26. My cycles are usually 25 days. They’ve been known to be as short as 23 and as long as 28. The longest cycle ever was the one where I had my chemical pregnancy and that was 3 years ago in July. I think it was a 28 day…maybe 30. At any rate, about day 23 I start looking for AF to show. About day 27 I start wondering about testing. I checked yesterday and thankfully I don’t have any tests in the house, nor do I have any extra money to go get any. I guess I’ll just have to wait…oh darn! I really shouldn’t expect this cycle to be normal – and in a way I’m not surprised that AF isn’t here yet. I’m not sure when I ovulated or if I even did. Apparently prednisone (which I was taking for my back) can be used in conjunction with Clomid to make ovulation stronger. While I wasn’t taking clomid, I do appear to have developed some cysts. At least, I think I have. I’m not being monitored, obviously, but the pain is familiar. When I did take clomid, I developed lots of follies…which turned into cysts. My body doesn’t like having more than one follie apparently! So I’m going to go out on a limb and say that this cycle is going to be all wonked out because of the prednisone and where in my cycle I was taking it. Joy. I don’t have time for this because…

My boss is going on vacation all next week. I will be working at least 40 hours. One of the people from our parent company has been “training” with the boss for the past few weeks and will be taking my two regular shifts next week. It’s going to make for a REALLY nice paycheck! On the downside, the guy gives me the willies. Maybe it’s because I don’t know him and he’s an older man. (Old men usually give me the heebie-jeebies…childhood trauma) I don’t know…but I am very glad that I will be able to leave as soon as he gets there. I have to work with him for about 3-4 hours today. ACK! So I can’t afford to be incapacitated by cyst-burting pain next week. (Insert “I haven’t got time for the pain” song here)

JJ also has this post about hope and how it sneaks in. It’s funny – I thought I’d given up on hope. Most cycles go by without me even wondering if we could be pregnant, or really even caring. I expect AF to show without a hitch, on time like she always does. This cycle? I have hope – sorta. A jaded hope, to be sure. You see, I think my drive may be coming back. Shhh…don’t say it too loud, because my body might hear me and take it away again. At any rate, we appear to have had an EOD BDfest. It was a little late in starting…CD12…but it wasn’t exactly planned and it wasn’t for getting pregnant. It was just plain old fun sex – I’ve forgotten what that’s like! Not having to have sex on a schedule, or worry about laying down for X minutes afterwards. But I realized around CD16 or so that we were being bunnies…for us. And that we actually stood something of a chance. Then I found out about the prednisone…and I thought maybe we had MORE of a chance. I ovulate anywhere from CD10 to CD13 and my LP is usually about 12-13 days. So you see how hope creeps in? And causes the TP Tango? (Thanks to JJ for the term, btw) I thought I was over this – but I think it’s going to be part of my life forever and ever.

What else…hmmm….Well, if you don’t read the girls on my list, SHAME ON YOU! And here’s some quick updates if you want to check up on them: Watson has some awesome news for everyone. Head over and check her out! Snickollet appears to be doing ok in getting her life back in order. Zee is in the dark and finding her way out. Mel is doing some virtual blogging quilts (blilts) that y’all ought to contribute to. Max’s Mommy is on to DIY Cycle #2 – head over and cheer her on! And last but not least, Pattycake is still waiting on her darned HcG levels to go down so she can start her next cycle.

I think that’s all I have for today. I have some nonsense, random postings in mind if I ever get around to it. Things that amuse me in the middle of the night when I’m not sleeping. Oh joy!

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  1. I’ve got my fingers crossed for ya, Tigger! Sometimes life shows up when we aren’t looking, right?


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