Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

Just a quick note to say Happy VD to everyone. ;) I'll be spending mine on the couch with the hubs, just another boring Monday night for us, LOL, but I'll be HOME, not on the road, so that in itself is a gift.

Hope you are all able to share your VD with the ones you love, too.

Yes, I'm an immature 12 year old. ;)

In response to a rather rude comment made on one of my posts...

If you're not going to read the entire blog, and know the history, don't make rude fucking comments about things. Holier-than-thou attitudes are even worse for you than the Taco Bell you admonished me for eating, jack-ass.

Stupid sinus infections

So, while on the road this week, I managed to pick up a cold, and a sinus infection. Yuck! My doc was nice enough to call in an antibiotic for me, which I started yesterday, and already I can feel a difference.

Still waiting on Aunt Flo to show up, so we can get this Clomid round on the road. I'm nervous because the longer it waits, the more likely it is that I'll be out of town when I should be at home, doing the baby dance.

I'm much more calm about this go round. Rather than feeling stressed, I just worry a bit about timing, but I also kind of think, "well, I have refills, and there's always next month." Even if we don't conceive right away, at least this will force my body into a more normal cycle! (We hope).

So, things turned out better than expected...

I got the results of my tests - and my doctor is hopeful that I don't need to go the specialist route just yet. So, I'm on 10mg of Provera to force Aunt Flo, then back to the Clomid - 100mg doses this time. We'll try this for three months, and see what happens.

As my doctor says, "This is your year. This is your turn."

Let's hope he's right.

If you're interested....

I've started a second blog to chronicle my travels for work - at All My Fault

More than likely, the new blog will be updated a bit more than the older one, seeing as I travel a lot more than I get pregnant (har dee har har), but I am going to try to keep each blog somewhat separated, since the subjects themselves are pretty damn far apart.

A quick update....

Not sure if anyone reads this ole thang anymore, but I thought an update would be appropriate.... I had laparoscopy on Thursday to take a look at my internal organs, as well as a tubal patency test to check the function of my tubes. The tubes are fine, uterus is fine, but my ovaries are not. They should look like oysters, grey, dull, instead, they look like pearls, white, shiny. More than likely, full of cysts. My OB/GYN (a NEW one, not the old one that told me I was too fat to breed) is sending me to a specialist. I'm a little sad. He is not only my doctor, but my mom and grandma as well. My grandma even had an appointment with him the day before my surgery, in which he proceeded to tell her he would not rest until he made her a great grandmother. He's a wonderful doc, and will treat me if I get pregnant, but he's afraid he can't do enough for me to GET me there.

So, off to the specialist I go...

It's been awhile...

I haven't updated this blog in well over 6 months. Mostly because I connected it with my Facebook account, and didn't want to drive my friends nuts everytime a new entry was put in my newsfeed. But, oh well.

I've recently (well, 3 months ago) started a new position at the same company, but this one involves travel. So, here I am, sitting in a hotel room in Springfield, MO.

Things I have learned today (day 1 of my trip):

- O'Hare airport's security takes forEVER. (I knew this, but had it reaffirmed today.)

- Somehow, EVERY time I fly, my plane is at the last gate in the terminal. EVERY time. How can that happen? EVERY time??

- Cherry limeade might be my new favorite drink.

- Taco Bell for dinner at 11:15p.m. is pretty depressing.

I miss my pup, and my kitties, and most of all, I miss my husband. I always somehow forget how much I hate sleeping alone, until I have to do it again.

I had a moment on the plane today where I thought about Patrick, about what it would be like now if she had lived. We'd be coming up on her second Christmas. And I don't know that I would have this job, considering the travel. It's been almost two years since we lost her, and it hurts just as bad now as it ever did.

Time to get a few hours sleep before heading to the install tomorrow. We have to be there at 7:00a.m., so to get breakfast in first, we're meeting in the lobby at 5:45a.m. What a god-awful hour.