Nothing too crazy going on. 4 doses of Estrace down and I was not having any side effects until last night when I woke up soaked to the bone. Ahhh...night sweats. Lovely.
We had a delightful weekend - fun, friends, food and relaxing. I maxed out on caffeine, spl.enda, red wine, sodium and nitrates. I probably gained 5lbs! I am back on the straight and narrow and off all the bad stuff - I am 5 days pregnant after all and wouldn't want to harm the frosties! Still my goal to be down 20lbs before transfer, so I've got some work to do.
The kids I tutor for are done with Spring Break, so it is back to regularly scheduled programming for me. I was really loving being home in the evenings with Sean - it is such a foreign concept to us. He has always worked super long days and would rarely get home before 9:30 and I usually tutor until around 9 myself. With spring break and Sean's new work schedule, we were beside ourselves! Oh well, only 3 more months of school and then on to summer schedule tutoring.
We are likely heading to Buffalo this weekend. Sean's oldest sister is having half of her colon removed on the 31st and the whole family is pretty stressed and nervous. We would like to spend some quality time with everyone before the surgery. We are praying for a good outcome and a speedy recovery for her!
Trying to focus on all positive things right now! I am so happy Spring is here and am anxiously awaiting warmer weather, flip flops and capris! The next month should fly by - we have a lot going on - Buffalo, transfer, family visiting for Easter, hopefully a BFP... (a girl can dream, can't she?)
Hope everyone had a fantastic weekend!
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Monday, March 23, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
The Luck O' The Irish
What a week! I am still in awe over how everything came together. Join me for a recap?
Monday night Sean & I decided that if that tax return did not arrive before full flow, we were going to wait until next month. I felt mostly at peace with that decision, but I think we were both holding out hope that the tax return would surprise us.
Tuesday was St. Patrick's Day, a high holy day in our household, and I called my in-laws to wish them well and double check my corned beef & cabbage and champ recipes. Rita was asking me if we had started our FET yet & I explained the whole situation. She then floored me by offering to lend us the money! She said we had waited long enough and that she knew we were sick & tired of the entire process and said that she would love to help us. I graciously thanked her and said I would discuss it with Sean. He was shocked. With 5 kids and 11 grandchildren, Sean's parents have kind of made it their rule not to lend money or be overly generous as it is hard to do for one and not do for all and they just aren't in a position to "do for all." They are amazing, kind, caring people and they would do anything for any of us, they just aren't financially secure enough to subsidize all of us, not should they. Needless to say, you could have knocked us over with a feather.
After discussing it, Sean decided he would like to take his parents up on their offer, but we weren't sure if they knew how much we needed or if they could cover it. Sean called them on Wednesday morning and they were indeed shocked by the amount and said they couldn't swing the whole thing, but would give us what they could. We graciously thanked them, but said we would just proceed with the original plan to wait it out. Again, we were disappointed, but not devastated and still holding out for the tax return. Full flow had held off too, so maybe it would all work out.
Sean's Dad called him back a few hours later to tell him that after checking into things, he found a CD that they had squirreled away some money into awhile go. Amazingly, the CD was going to be expiring in just 2 days, March 20, 2009, and he had to make a decision about what to do with it by the end of the week. It just happened to be EXACTLY the amount we needed and they wanted to extend their offer once again! We were excited, but we knew it could take a few days to transfer funds, we didn't know how much longer full flow would hold out and we had no idea if our clinic would allow us a few days of leeway.
I called my nurse ASAP and explained and she said that she was fine with us starting Estrace and paying later, but ultimately, the billing office had the final say. The billing office and I played phone tag all day Weds and we never caught up. I remained cautiously optimistic. Miraculously, no full flow yet!
First thing yesterday, I spoke to the billing office and explained everything to them and they agreed to let me begin my Estrace on CD 1 and pay them when ever my in laws were able to access the funds. They said they were really rooting for us and really wanted to extend the favor and were happy to do it. I was over the moon! She transferred me back to the nurse, I received all my instructions and she reminded me to call back with full flow to make it official.
I hopped in the shower and when I got out, full flow had arrived! I called the nurse back and she had me come right in for blood work to recheck my prolactin and pick up me FET calendar. None of us could believe how well everything was working out!
So, it's official - FET #1 is under way! I started Estrace last night, my lining check is scheduled for April 1st and the clinic told me to keep the first week of April clear for transfer. I can't believe it all worked out!
Turns out my in-laws were given cash so Sean was able to pay the clinic in full today. I was nearly in tears when I called my mother-in-law to thank her for the 100th time. She is so happy and proud to have done it. Turns out, she was saving it to give to the funeral home to prepay on her funeral! She said this is a much nicer way to use the money and hopes it turns out to bring life instead of pay for death. We will pay them back ASAP, so she will have her funeral money after all, but she said she'd rather spend it on the baby :)
I find myself so damn full of hope again. What the hell happened to me? I think watching this cycle fall into place the way it did, got me all emotional and thinking about how this could be "meant to be" this time. I know, I know, I am getting wayyyyyyy ahead of myself here!
Speaking of way ahead of myself, I was early for our movie date last night, so I was browsing the pregnancy/infant aisle of the book store. I even sneaked a peek at a baby name book. I even announced to Sean that I was officially "one day pregnant". I am OUT OF CONTROL, but it is so fun and liberating and it feels so damn good to hope...
2 days pregnant and counting!
Monday night Sean & I decided that if that tax return did not arrive before full flow, we were going to wait until next month. I felt mostly at peace with that decision, but I think we were both holding out hope that the tax return would surprise us.
Tuesday was St. Patrick's Day, a high holy day in our household, and I called my in-laws to wish them well and double check my corned beef & cabbage and champ recipes. Rita was asking me if we had started our FET yet & I explained the whole situation. She then floored me by offering to lend us the money! She said we had waited long enough and that she knew we were sick & tired of the entire process and said that she would love to help us. I graciously thanked her and said I would discuss it with Sean. He was shocked. With 5 kids and 11 grandchildren, Sean's parents have kind of made it their rule not to lend money or be overly generous as it is hard to do for one and not do for all and they just aren't in a position to "do for all." They are amazing, kind, caring people and they would do anything for any of us, they just aren't financially secure enough to subsidize all of us, not should they. Needless to say, you could have knocked us over with a feather.
After discussing it, Sean decided he would like to take his parents up on their offer, but we weren't sure if they knew how much we needed or if they could cover it. Sean called them on Wednesday morning and they were indeed shocked by the amount and said they couldn't swing the whole thing, but would give us what they could. We graciously thanked them, but said we would just proceed with the original plan to wait it out. Again, we were disappointed, but not devastated and still holding out for the tax return. Full flow had held off too, so maybe it would all work out.
Sean's Dad called him back a few hours later to tell him that after checking into things, he found a CD that they had squirreled away some money into awhile go. Amazingly, the CD was going to be expiring in just 2 days, March 20, 2009, and he had to make a decision about what to do with it by the end of the week. It just happened to be EXACTLY the amount we needed and they wanted to extend their offer once again! We were excited, but we knew it could take a few days to transfer funds, we didn't know how much longer full flow would hold out and we had no idea if our clinic would allow us a few days of leeway.
I called my nurse ASAP and explained and she said that she was fine with us starting Estrace and paying later, but ultimately, the billing office had the final say. The billing office and I played phone tag all day Weds and we never caught up. I remained cautiously optimistic. Miraculously, no full flow yet!
First thing yesterday, I spoke to the billing office and explained everything to them and they agreed to let me begin my Estrace on CD 1 and pay them when ever my in laws were able to access the funds. They said they were really rooting for us and really wanted to extend the favor and were happy to do it. I was over the moon! She transferred me back to the nurse, I received all my instructions and she reminded me to call back with full flow to make it official.
I hopped in the shower and when I got out, full flow had arrived! I called the nurse back and she had me come right in for blood work to recheck my prolactin and pick up me FET calendar. None of us could believe how well everything was working out!
So, it's official - FET #1 is under way! I started Estrace last night, my lining check is scheduled for April 1st and the clinic told me to keep the first week of April clear for transfer. I can't believe it all worked out!
Turns out my in-laws were given cash so Sean was able to pay the clinic in full today. I was nearly in tears when I called my mother-in-law to thank her for the 100th time. She is so happy and proud to have done it. Turns out, she was saving it to give to the funeral home to prepay on her funeral! She said this is a much nicer way to use the money and hopes it turns out to bring life instead of pay for death. We will pay them back ASAP, so she will have her funeral money after all, but she said she'd rather spend it on the baby :)
I find myself so damn full of hope again. What the hell happened to me? I think watching this cycle fall into place the way it did, got me all emotional and thinking about how this could be "meant to be" this time. I know, I know, I am getting wayyyyyyy ahead of myself here!
Speaking of way ahead of myself, I was early for our movie date last night, so I was browsing the pregnancy/infant aisle of the book store. I even sneaked a peek at a baby name book. I even announced to Sean that I was officially "one day pregnant". I am OUT OF CONTROL, but it is so fun and liberating and it feels so damn good to hope...
2 days pregnant and counting!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Just Dance
Lately I have had the urge to get silly drunk and in the words of Meredith and Christina on Grey's, "dance it out." I figured the odds of this happening any time in the next decade were slim and none. Silly drunk was doable, but dancing it out was highly unlikely as I no longer do girl's nights on the town and Sean is not, never has been into dancing. I often tell him we got together under false pretenses - we danced the night away in a club the very first night we were together but since then, not so much.
Late last week Sean proposed that we head to Atlantic City Saturday night. I hemmed and hawed and didn't really feel like it. Shouldn't spend the money, need to go car shopping, find someone to dog sit Libby etc... Sean persisted and even called the hotel to see if he could get us comped. He succeeded in scoring a room and dinner for Saturday night and I had little room to resist. My Aunt & Uncle agreed to take Libby and off we went!
The room was just ok - not bad for free. Dinner was amazing - on my list of top 5 meals of all time. It was the perfect steakhouse dinner - soup, salad, bread, Cowboy Ribeye perfectly seasoned -cooked medium, baked sweet potatoes, steakhouse fries, very dirty martinis with blue cheese stuffed olives and a delicious glass of Cabernet. Great ambiance, fantastic service, good conversation - the perfect meal. Very romantic.
After dinner we played a little and I won a little bit. Sean was not really feeling the blackjack mojo so we decided to take a gambling break and go listen to the band in the lounge. They were a fun cover band - perfect for a wedding or a casino lounge. Up until this point, this was a very typical evening on the town for us - great meal, a little romance, a little gambling, call it a night...
Instead of following our usual script, one cocktail turned into another and then another. The band played their final set and then a DJ took the stage. Then, the most miraculous thing happened - we danced and danced and danced all night! I got my wish - silly drunk and I danced it out with my husband, which is the greatest part of the whole story, in my opinion! Who are you and what have you done with my real husband??? I never mentioned to him that I was feeling the urge to cut loose, but some how he knew... he always does.
It was fun to be so spontaneous! We usually have a plan and stick to the plan. I love having a plan. Lately though, I am sick to death of the plan! It felt so good to just let it all go for a few hours. We laughed until our cheeks hurt, we danced until our feet were sore, we kissed and flirted and acted like teenagers, we drank until we were giddy (and the room was spinning), we went to bed at a ridiculous hour, slept late and had an amazing, huge, delicious breakfast, we left for home smiling and recharged and a little hung over too. We didn't gamble much at all and the casino is probably a little bitter, but it was just what the doctor ordered! Now, where is my To-Do List...
Late last week Sean proposed that we head to Atlantic City Saturday night. I hemmed and hawed and didn't really feel like it. Shouldn't spend the money, need to go car shopping, find someone to dog sit Libby etc... Sean persisted and even called the hotel to see if he could get us comped. He succeeded in scoring a room and dinner for Saturday night and I had little room to resist. My Aunt & Uncle agreed to take Libby and off we went!
The room was just ok - not bad for free. Dinner was amazing - on my list of top 5 meals of all time. It was the perfect steakhouse dinner - soup, salad, bread, Cowboy Ribeye perfectly seasoned -cooked medium, baked sweet potatoes, steakhouse fries, very dirty martinis with blue cheese stuffed olives and a delicious glass of Cabernet. Great ambiance, fantastic service, good conversation - the perfect meal. Very romantic.
After dinner we played a little and I won a little bit. Sean was not really feeling the blackjack mojo so we decided to take a gambling break and go listen to the band in the lounge. They were a fun cover band - perfect for a wedding or a casino lounge. Up until this point, this was a very typical evening on the town for us - great meal, a little romance, a little gambling, call it a night...
Instead of following our usual script, one cocktail turned into another and then another. The band played their final set and then a DJ took the stage. Then, the most miraculous thing happened - we danced and danced and danced all night! I got my wish - silly drunk and I danced it out with my husband, which is the greatest part of the whole story, in my opinion! Who are you and what have you done with my real husband??? I never mentioned to him that I was feeling the urge to cut loose, but some how he knew... he always does.
It was fun to be so spontaneous! We usually have a plan and stick to the plan. I love having a plan. Lately though, I am sick to death of the plan! It felt so good to just let it all go for a few hours. We laughed until our cheeks hurt, we danced until our feet were sore, we kissed and flirted and acted like teenagers, we drank until we were giddy (and the room was spinning), we went to bed at a ridiculous hour, slept late and had an amazing, huge, delicious breakfast, we left for home smiling and recharged and a little hung over too. We didn't gamble much at all and the casino is probably a little bitter, but it was just what the doctor ordered! Now, where is my To-Do List...
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