Thank you all for your sweet comments about how my blog doesn't altogether suck. I won't say I'm 100% convinced, but I certainly appreciate you guys!!!!
Tomorrow the big cycle starts: Lupron for supression and Dexamethasone for...coolness? I'm not really sure what it's for but I don't really care either. This clinic is so blase about everything - no intensely boring all-day session about how protocols work and how to do injections, no explanation of anything, really. More just: "Here take this and this on these days and trust us, mmmkay?"
Mmmmkay.
Work is going OK. Very busy. I didn't end up taking that job I blogged about awhile back. Since then, the Director has tried to get me to apply for another position in his department (lateral move for me) and just this afternoon he told me about yet another open position that was just approved that would be a promotion. I'm going to have to seriously consider that one... I love Regulatory Affairs, but I don't love my current group, responsibilities, or leadership. I know those aren't particularly good reasons to leave a good job, so I'm torn.
School is not going so spectacularly. I think I bit off more than I am comfortable chewing this semester. I'm actually being a gigantic slacker. I'm hoping to pull off B's. A's are looking to be out of the question (sigh). Work is just kicking my butt, leaving me little time to focus on my academic pursuits.
In other news, this is what Forest wants me to wear for Halloween:
Riiiiiight. I am trying to convince him that NOBODY wants to see me in that except for him and that big ole ovarian cysts spewing massive amounts of estrogen into one's body make one feel bloaty and crampy and zitty and weepy and NOT interested in wearing that. Ever.
And that's about it for me. How do you like two posts within a week? Almost like I'm an actual blogger, huh? Don't get used to it. You know what a slacker I am.
Things have progressed. A lot.
I had a financial consult with the shiny new RE about 1/2 hour ago. We are go for launch. I am on the schedule for EGG RETREIVAL on November 2nd. How's that for efficiency? I went ahead and scheduled a whole week of vacation. 3 Day Transfer? 5 Day Transfer? Pshhht - who cares? I'm on vacation.
The gameplan until then:
- Once I start my cycle...which should be, literally, any minute, I call the office and schedule the CD3 testing and start birth control pills.
- Forest is going to have a super fancy semen screen on September 25th (scheduled for payday since it's $500 cash or check).
- Stimulation will start mid-October
That's it - it's just that simple. Weird, huh?
In other news I have a new job offer to consider. The offer expires at the end of the day. I found out about it at 8:30 this morning. It's in the Project Management department (which is cool) but it's pretty administrative (which isn't cool). It would have a fancy title and be all glorified & stuff, but I pretty much feel like it would be a step backward. I don't know what to do. The new director wants me to say "YES!!!!" really badly. The VP thinks that staying in Regulatory Affairs would be the better career decision for me. He said, "[Director] is looking out for his best interests. I'm looking out for mine. You need to look out for yours." When I basically said that I am not sure what it would take to lure me into their department he said, "I appreciate your candor. I think you made the right choice." I was like, "Uhhh...you're welcome?" I am not sure what to do. There are many factors to consider and only about another hour in which to consider them.
Decisions, decisions...
So...I am crazy swamped at work. Like, super freaky waaaaay behind/don't know how to get caught up/more and more and more work piled on each day. I came into work today (Saturday). I got here at around noon. It is now 5 pm. I have been here for 5 hours and I have done NOTHING. Literally nothing. Well, I've read a lot of blogs and boards, but NO work. Why do I do this? What is up with my self-desctructive choices? Why did I put 100 miles on my car today and spend hours away from my husband and laundry and bills to come in here and get nothing done? Am I afraid of success? Do I secretly thrive on drama, misery, and stress? If my husband reads this, he will go through the roof!
I need someone to kick my a$$ and tell me to GET TO WORK! Anyone want to send some tough love my way?
