Crazy couple of weeks...
Let's see...I'm not pregnant yet. Trying again (more on that below). :-)
Since my last post, I have reconnected with a friend I haven't spoken to in 3 years. It's so strange. We're both very different now, but we really picked up and started talking again like nothing ever changed. The world is a funny place.
On Good Friday I ended up in the emergency room with pretty severe shoulder and neck pain. I'm not a big "rush to the doctor" kind of person. It really takes a lot for me to feel the need to go. The pain was pretty bad, and those symptoms can be related to some pretty scary things (like blood clots in your lungs). So I went. Apparently I strained a chest muscle, but I feel the pain in my neck and shoulder. They gave me some good drugs and I slept all day Saturday. I do appreciate that my local hospital had me in, chest xray, prescriptions, and out in an hour and a half. Not bad.
The following Tuesday I watch and friend's new baby. 3 weeks old! She was so cute and awesome. My shoulder was killing me after though. I couldn't take my muscle relaxers because I didn't want to be drugged up watching the baby.
Wednesday my mom and I went to get my sperm (Brian). So I couldn't take my drugs then either. I was still taking some of the pain meds, but not the good stuff. Apparently the meds delayed my ovulation. Argh.
I had expected to inseminate on Friday, but the drugs delayed me. I started to see signs of ovulation on Saturday (yay!), but it was not to be. I got a call that my mom's sister died. My mom was completely hysterical. And my ovulation signs disappeared. Apparently stress can do that.
Sunday I start to see the ovulation signs again, but don't get a positive OPK. I typically inseminate 18 hours-ish after the positive OPK, but that wasn't going to work this time. I had to inseminate Monday morning (immediately after the positive OPK) because I had to drive my mom out of town for her sister's funeral. I was NOT taking my sperm with me and inseminating in a hotel with my mother. So although 18 hours doesn't sounds like that much...it's a long time in the life of a sperm. It's possible that they were waiting there when I ovulated, but I'm not holding a lot of hope for this cycle. My temps are so messed up from all this stress (and meds) this month, I can't even tell when I ovulated. *Sigh*
Oh...and during all of this crazy crap, I was doing my first ever on-call rotation at work. Thankfully work was quite, but it just added to the stress.
The funeral was blessedly uneventful. That side of my family is more than a little dramatic and something always goes wrong. But I did have to make the 4 hour drive back home with my mother drunk as piss... *Sigh* It was a long drive.
But all that is over and done. I'm inseminated, funeral is over, not on call for work anymore, and my shoulder is (hopefully) healing. So for whatever it's worth, I'll find out if I somehow managed to get pregnant during all of that before the end of the month.
My shoulder hurts. I can't take anything on the off chance I actually did get pregnant this cycle. Tylenol is just not that great. Hopefully my stress level will go down and life will continue as normal.
Since my last post, I have reconnected with a friend I haven't spoken to in 3 years. It's so strange. We're both very different now, but we really picked up and started talking again like nothing ever changed. The world is a funny place.
On Good Friday I ended up in the emergency room with pretty severe shoulder and neck pain. I'm not a big "rush to the doctor" kind of person. It really takes a lot for me to feel the need to go. The pain was pretty bad, and those symptoms can be related to some pretty scary things (like blood clots in your lungs). So I went. Apparently I strained a chest muscle, but I feel the pain in my neck and shoulder. They gave me some good drugs and I slept all day Saturday. I do appreciate that my local hospital had me in, chest xray, prescriptions, and out in an hour and a half. Not bad.
The following Tuesday I watch and friend's new baby. 3 weeks old! She was so cute and awesome. My shoulder was killing me after though. I couldn't take my muscle relaxers because I didn't want to be drugged up watching the baby.
Wednesday my mom and I went to get my sperm (Brian). So I couldn't take my drugs then either. I was still taking some of the pain meds, but not the good stuff. Apparently the meds delayed my ovulation. Argh.
I had expected to inseminate on Friday, but the drugs delayed me. I started to see signs of ovulation on Saturday (yay!), but it was not to be. I got a call that my mom's sister died. My mom was completely hysterical. And my ovulation signs disappeared. Apparently stress can do that.
Sunday I start to see the ovulation signs again, but don't get a positive OPK. I typically inseminate 18 hours-ish after the positive OPK, but that wasn't going to work this time. I had to inseminate Monday morning (immediately after the positive OPK) because I had to drive my mom out of town for her sister's funeral. I was NOT taking my sperm with me and inseminating in a hotel with my mother. So although 18 hours doesn't sounds like that much...it's a long time in the life of a sperm. It's possible that they were waiting there when I ovulated, but I'm not holding a lot of hope for this cycle. My temps are so messed up from all this stress (and meds) this month, I can't even tell when I ovulated. *Sigh*
Oh...and during all of this crazy crap, I was doing my first ever on-call rotation at work. Thankfully work was quite, but it just added to the stress.
The funeral was blessedly uneventful. That side of my family is more than a little dramatic and something always goes wrong. But I did have to make the 4 hour drive back home with my mother drunk as piss... *Sigh* It was a long drive.
But all that is over and done. I'm inseminated, funeral is over, not on call for work anymore, and my shoulder is (hopefully) healing. So for whatever it's worth, I'll find out if I somehow managed to get pregnant during all of that before the end of the month.
My shoulder hurts. I can't take anything on the off chance I actually did get pregnant this cycle. Tylenol is just not that great. Hopefully my stress level will go down and life will continue as normal.