I am getting tired of waiting.

I slept in this morning until 11:30am since Bryan is gone for the week. I had a little alone mommy time and I took advantage of it. When I got up I went to check my cell phone. The battery was dead. UGH! I plugged it in and discovered that Bryan had called to let me know he had made it up North with my mother to my Aunt's house safely. No message from the fertility clinic. I called them and told them that I was STILL waiting for my test results from the FSH and Ultrasound. They said my Dr would call after 5pm because she was seeing patients. Well 5 came and went and no phone call. I am so frustrated and angry and sad and just UGH right now. Hopefully on Thursday they will either call me earlier in the day or leave a message on my voicemail. I have to work and will not be able to answer my phone or probably call back before the clinic closes for the day. *sigh* This is getting so annoying. I am half tempted to go down there, park my toosh in their waiting room and just wait until some one, doctor or nurse, to come and read me my test results. But I don't want to be a pain in the you know what. So I wait by the phone ... still ... UGH!

I can't believe I missed it!

I was waiting for the phone call from my RE doctor or a nurse about my test results. I waited patiently all day long. Right before 5pm she finally called. Unfortunately my phone never actually rang! It beeped to let me know I had a voice mail. But that was it. Grrrrr! I called her back as soon as I knew that she had called. Which was probably all of 5:01 when I called. But they had already turned off the phones and it went straight to the voice message. So I was unable to call her back and get my test results. I was uber ticked off and very frustrated. I feel better now. I will have to call in the morning when they open. But who knows if some one will call me back right away or if I have to wait until almost 5pm again. AND what if my phone doesn't work right again. UGH!

Ultrasound

I had my ultrasound today. Just making sure everything is were it is suppose to be and to check my ovarian reserve. I was a nervous wreck but excited. My nerves just got worse in the ultrasound room. It is so frustrating to have them rooting around in there and taking measurements but not saying anything. I have no idea what I was looking at and if it was bad or good. *sigh* So frustrating.

At one point she asked me a few questions. She wanted to know why I had a c-section. I told her Bryan was breech. She asked if anyone had ever told me I had 2 cervix or something. Or something? Be a little more specific woman! No I have never been told I have 2 cervix but I have been told I have a dip at the top of my uterus. That was the reason I needed the c-section. Her response was "Oh! OK then!" Ummm ... so does that make sense to what you are looking at or should I be concerned? Ugh!

When I was done I asked when I would get the results. "You don't have a follow up visit planned?" she says. No ... am I suppose to? UGH! I found out later at the desk that they will call me either later today or tomorrow. The doctor won't read the ultrasound until the end of the day. I should have planned this later in the day. LOL If I didn't have to work I would have done that. Note to self for future reference.

In my nervous daze I did the dumbest thing. I feel like an idiot and a bit of a perv to be honest. HA HA HA So I was asking her how I would get my results and was not paying much attention to what I was doing. I got up, put the sheet down on the exam table and started to head to the bathroom all the while talking to the tech. About halfway to the bathroom it dawned on me that I had no pants on! I was nude from my waist to my socks!!! I ducked into the bathroom quickly and threw my pants on as fast as I could get my legs in them! OMG what is wrong with me? I realize between all the poking and prodding of being a mother and years of gyno appointments and now all the poking and prodding of infertility stuff my modesty level is low. But holy crap! I am blaming the Clomid. Ya ... that's it ... it was a Clomid brain fart ... my hormones are flying all over the place ... I can not be held responsible for my actions! HA HA HA I can't wait to tell Ethan that one. I am sure he will get a kick out of my plus sized naked toosh strolling through the ultrasound room like I own the place. The funniest part was that the tech didn't even seem surprised. LOL Oh this has been a special day.

Quicky Dell Report

The Wisconsin Dells Duck. We rode one just like this.



Coming back out of the water on the ducks.


The little girl sitting next to us got to drive our duck while we were on the open water of the lake.


Bryan in the pool.


Bryan coming down the water slide.


Ethan and Bryan at Alligator Alley.


Bryan and mom at Alligator Alley.


One of the alligators waiting to be fed.


They had a lot of albino reptiles.


Before we left we stopped at a small hot dog stand that sold chicago style hot dogs. There was a pepper on it. Bryan being the pepper lover that he is just popped it into his mouth. He was unaware that this pepper was a bit hotter then the jalapenos he likes to eat. This is a pic of the face he made for the next 10 minutes while tears streamed down his face and he guzzled that Pepsi.

~*~ Clomid ~*~ The Rules ~*~

The Rules!!!


1. Under no circumstances make any important decisions whilst riding the clomid rollercoaster, minstrels versus malteasers should be the biggest decision you should allow yourself to make.

2. Whilst riding this rollercoaster, please keep your hands and feet to yourself, persons found to be punching or kicking others will be asked to leave the theme park by the management.

3. Height restrictions apply. All persons on rollercoaster must be tall enough to reach the choccie biccie tin that your dh may have inadvertantly placed on a high shelf.

4.PLease secure any loose clothing, jewellery or eyewear, as flying into the "clomid rage" part of the ride may cause these to become loose or to fall and the management accepts no responsibility to any damage to personal possesions.

5. Do not operate any machinary whilst partaking of the clomid experience, any tractor/forklift/road rage is not the responsibility of the management

6.Prior to entering this ride, the management recommends all dvd's such as pretty woman, city of angels, pay it forward, and/or any other tear inducing material be removed from your possesion for the duration of the ride.

7. Coldplay/the smiths cd's are strictly prohibited, as are all other musical artists who fall under the genre "music to self harm to".

8.Your husband doesnt understand you now, nor will he understand you whilst on the clomid rollercoaster.Don't expect him to. Always remember, the day a man understands a woman........ we've lost!

9.Men do not find the sight of a positive ovulation predictor pee stick arousing, waving it in his face whilst shouting " get ur kit off i need your love juice!" is not a recognised form of foreplay.

10.This is a scary ride, be brave it won't last forever!!!!

FINALLY!!!

It has finally happened! After 70 long days of waiting and crying and taking progesterone and dang near pulling my hair out AF has finally arrived! I am finally on to a new cycle. My first cycle using Clomid!!!

I had some cramping and spotting Saturday night at work. Not much but enough to get my hopes up. I was bummed when I woke up Sunday morning. The cramps and spotting had stopped. UGH! I was so mad. But as soon as I got up and started moving around the cramps started again. They have not been to bad. But they are enough to get the ball rolling. I spotted all afternoon Saturday and finally started bleeding after dinner.

I am feeling a lot better now. I was getting so frustrated and feeling very down. My spirits have definitely been lifted. I can't believe I get to start the Clomid on Tuesday! I have waited for so long or this. I am excited and nervous. Right around the time I should hopefully ovulate with the Clomid Bryan will be gone with my mother for a few days and then at his bio-dad's for a few more. So hopefully Ethan and I will have lots and lots of alone time to nooky it up and God willing make a baby!!! Wish us luck!

Run Free!!!

So this morning I took down one of the panels on the chicken fence. A few of the chicks/ducklings had figured out how to get up and over and out yesterday but were unable to figure out how to get back in. I was able to herd them into the barn with the big chickens last night but not back into the chicken coop. So I decided it was time to set the little buggers free. Let them explore. I am sure they are pretty well homesteaded by now and will know where to come back to at night. Well the ducks took off for the pasture and barely looked back. The chicks how ever came out a few feet. Then they ran back in. Then they came back out and came across the driveway where I was sitting in a chair watching them. Then they went back in. Then they came back out and all 6 chicks stood at my feet looking up at me like "Now what?". HA HA HA Sorry boys and girls you are on your own. The ducks are back. I just heard their laughing ... I mean quacking outside the window. Why does it sound like they are laughing at me when they quack? Here are a few pics so you can see how big they have all gotten.

A couple before and after shots.