OK, this was going to be a deep and meaningful post about how I turned into a hermit at the weekend, and how I'm such a loner when I allow myself to be, which isn't healthy. But sorry, all I can think about this morning is that my crotch itches.
Ha, sorry, TMI, I know. But it's uncomfortable.
Whine.
Moan.
Complain.
More whining.
I'm trying to figure out if the progesterone suppositories have given me a yeast infection, or if it's all just irritated down there from the gunk. I've been eating a ton of yogurt, and it doesn't, um, have that smell, so it's hard to tell. I guess my last resort would be to stick the yogurt or some monistat where the sun doesn't shine, but there's enough gunk up there already I don't really want to add to it. Sigh. I guess I'll call the IVF nurse if it gets worse and ask what's OK to take.
Yuck. The joys of IVF. Why oh why do I have to have such sucky progesterone levels that the damn intramuscular injections aren't enough? Why oh why did the nice friendly prometrium capsules have to give me a damn peanut intolerance so I can't use them any more?
Monday, August 07, 2006
On crotch watch
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Yes. Progestereone suppositories. The final indignity.
Have you tried using them rectally instead? I don't like to do that - I am really not into sticking my finger up my bum - but my friend says she prefers it, and it doesn't leave such a mess.
You'd also be able to work out how much of the mess was...you... and how much was the suppositories if you tried that as an experiement?
hate progesterone yukkiness too. ugh!
I hope the itch subsides.
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