Thank you for sitting and waiting with me, and keeping the hope alive. Me? It's all I can do not to go straight back to bed, but that's because my lower back is hurting. A lot.
It was hurting a bit on Monday, which I put down to the flight and various delays on Sunday. No biggie, I figured it would go away. I am clearly just getting old. Tuesday was excruciating. I had to take some extra strength Tylenol, which didn't help all that much, as I find Tylenol is not all that great for muscular pain, but whatever, it's all that we're allowed to take so I sucked it up. I figured I should have done some yoga stretches on Monday, and shouldn't have been wearing heels. I thought it would go away. Yesterday it was a lot better. Yay for yoga stretches. Except I foolishly wore heels again. And you've guessed it, today it is back to excruciating.
Anyhoo, I am hobbling around like an octogenarian. So that's pleasant.
I went to my local clinic this morning for a progesterone draw, and they mis-read my prescription from Big Clinic and were going to do a beta. Oh, I so hesitated when they presented me with the label for the tube of blood to check and sign. You KNOW I had visions of not saying anything and scoring an early beta with early results. But I am honest to a fault, not to mention cheap. And let's face it, they do betas at 14DPO and later for a reason, as that's the most reliable time for results. So I told them they'd mis-read and no HCG was needed for today. Pathetically honest I am, I am, patheticaly honest I am.
So, no testing for me. No peeing on sticks either. I may test on Saturday but there's a part of me that would rather not know. You know, this was the cycle that was supposed, nay destined, to work. This was the last shot with my own eggs. I was confident(ish) that the universe would finally come through for me. And now? Not so much. I am firmly in doom and gloom mode. So there's a part of me that would rather extend the potential, the possibility, that it could have worked for a teensy bit longer.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
Creaky bones
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Sarah, sorry for your back pain. Is that something you get often? Or is this unusual? Just asking... 'cause if it's unusual, what is different now than normal??? Hmmmm, I wonder...
-Margie
You really think it is not just a regular old backache? Hmmm. It is pretty rare for me to get lower back pain, I admit.
So sorry your back is hurting.
& i can not believe how effing honest you were about the beta! sheesh!
but I hear you, & I get it.
But I am also sitting her waiting and hoping for you. Singing your 1-2-3-4 song...
xo
I'm thinking of you, and hoping that you're knocked up. I don't know how you were able to be so honest about the bloodwork; I don't know if I'd have been able to do it!
Back pain is the worst - totally sucks, especially when you can't take anything stronger than Tylenol.
But.
I confess. I also thought the same thing as Margie.
But I know very well the mix of hope and fear you're struggling with now.
And! I am stubbornly refusing to believe that this WON'T be your cycle.
Hang in there, hon. Thinking of you...
xx
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