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Ants in My Pants September 27, 2004

Well, they weren’t actually in my pants, but we did have an ant episode last night. My husband and I were getting ready for bed, and he headed toward the bedroom walk-in closet to get his comforter. Yes, we’re one of those weird couples that sleeps under different comforters. He threw his on the bed and discovered ants. Immediately that comforter was thrown onto the floor, and we tried to figure out where the darn ants were coming from. There were tons of them in the closet. I guess they came in from outside the apartment and ended up all over the closet. So, instead of settling down to get some sleep, we frantically tried to rid the closet of ants. Hopefully we got rid of most of those suckers. Of course my hubby couldn’t use his comforter, because it had been sprayed with bug killer, so he shared mine. I’m glad to report no one stole the covers last night.

I didn’t blog this weekend, because I was still mad about the whole “invasion of privacy” thing. Sometimes it just gets to me. I thought about shutting down my blog once again after my husband and I determined that there was no real way to fix the Bloglines problem that caused this whole situation. My husband convinced me not to stop blogging. He’s seen how much it has helped me. So, I blog on.

I was all excited that I was going to get to post today about the fact that the PIO injections were getting so much easier. This weekend was a nice reprieve from the soreness and pain. I was still sore, but not so much that it hindered my side sleeping. Also, for the first time, I didn’t bleed after my injection on Saturday night. Amazing. Well, after sleeping on my side last night, I can’t make my “all better” claim anymore. My right side is killing me.

I know I mentioned that I have to sleep on my side. I also have a thing about facing the outside of the bed while I sleep. I’m just a picky sleeper. Since my left side was so sore on Friday, my husband and I switched sides of the bed, so that I could sleep on my right side. This worked well until last night. I’m thinking I might have to switch sides of the beds every night, so that I never have to sleep on the side where I just got my shot. I’d still take the soreness over the suppositories any day, though.

One of our cats is an airhead. She’s a total sweetheart, but there’s not too much going on upstairs. It’s funny to watch her in comparison with one of our other cats who is too smart for his own good. At least two of my three cats sleep with me every night, but switching sides
of the bed with my husband has caused some problems for my airhead kitty. She’s just so confused. I don’t even think she slept with me Friday night. I think she’s got it figured out now, but I can’t even imagine what would happen if I switched sides every night. I don’t think she’d be able to handle that.

Ok. See what happens when I don’t blog all weekend. I can’t shut myself up. One more topic and then I’ll be done. I think.

Progesterone. Not the injections, the actually substance. Oh, it’s been giving me fits. It’s true that there are no reliable “symptoms” one way or another after doing IVF. They’re all drug induced.

Sore boobs- progesterone.
Out of bed to pee 4 times every night- progesterone.
Exhausted- progesterone.
Ravishingly hungry- progesterone.
Cramps- progesterone.

Ugh. I’ve been experiencing all of the above. I’ve been cramping on and off since Friday. I don’t know whether this is a good or bad thing, but I’ve read that it can be caused by, yes, progesterone.

I do have to say that I’m taking advantage of the infamous two week wait as much as possible. Of course I’d rather just fast forward a week, because I’m definitely past the “I don’t want to know” phase. Someone just tell me, already. I don’t consider myself the “p” word during the 2ww, but I’m definitely taking advantage of the situation. For example, I refer to the embryos every now and then. Here’s some of my recent statements:

“The embryos are hungry. I think we need to go out to eat tonight.”
“The embryos are tired. I’m going to take a nap.”
And my all time favorite: “Honey, the embryos really don’t like to watch South Park. Can you change the channel?”

I may not ever get this close to the “p” word again, so I better take advantage while I can.

So, I guess that was two more topics. Oh, well. I’ll shut up now.

• Posted in : IVF Part 1: IVF #1, my furry children, various other ramblings
• Author : amanda

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