So Much For My Poker Skills...

I’m pretty sure I picked the worst time of year to start a blog.  Not only was it right before the Holidays but my travel schedule for work really amps up this time of year.  I spent the last two weeks in Florida and Memphis and next month I’ll be back in Florida for a week.  I just haven’t been able to figure out a way to squeeze writing in while I’m on the road.  So for now, updates upon my return will just have to do.

Baby Makin Update:

This month was not our month.  Fourteen days after our insemination our test was negative.  I was more disappointed than I expected to be.  Not a deep dark depression by any means but definitely sad.  I really thought I was pregnant.  I swore there were symptoms.  I guess they were all in my head. 

I’m trying to be optimistic.  The internets tell me that the success rate of conception after three rounds of IUI is 70%-85%, depending on the reasons for infertility and the source you are looking at.  So, round one is out of the way, on to round two! 

This round is going to be different.  First of all Captain has doubled my dose of the fancy drugs.  Good for the baby makin, not so good for the pocketbook.  At this point though, the money seems pretty inconsequential.  I guess we just got used to going to the doctor and dropping a couple hundred bucks.  Secondly, this go-round we know what to expect.  I’ve done my research and I’m ready for it.  This time I determined to make it more fun.

Throwing money out the window can be fun!  You can’t take it with ya, so let’s make it rain up in this bitch!  Those were my exact words to the Walgreens Specialty Pharmacy lady after she told me my total.  It was $839.40 for my drugs this cycle.  I mean, in case you’re curious.  Ok, so maybe I’m not totally over it but I’m working on it.  Now that we know what to expect we can stop being nervous about what will come next and start making jokes about the jack-off room.  Trust me, that is very fun.  I’m in the middle of trying to convince my husband to show up with a giant stack of porn when he goes in to make his contribution.  So far it’s a no-go but I think I’m making progress. 

Also, I’m going to be less disturbed by the mandated “face time” and just have fun with it.  Don’t get me wrong, I love me some “face time” but it’s odd to be instructed when and how it has to go down.  So odd that last month it got well, awkward.  I mean first time, not sure what to do, or what to put where, awkward.  You know, painful, first day of junior high with braces, awful.  But not this month people!  We are going to have fun!  Shit just got weird, how did you do that, FUN!!