So it turns out that bloodwork and ultrasounds must be done before 9am on the day it needs to get done. I have to drop Den off at work at 7:30am, then drive there – say that’s 30 minutes of driving (rush hour). The order for work also needs to be picked up by 9am. Now I’m usually there and on the road by 8, latest 8:15. It’s kind of on the way. Think I can pull that off? I don’t know if I want to try. I might just tell work I’ll do the order on friday instead. I don’t think there would be any problem with friday. In fact I need to be in work early friday anyways, so it kind of makes more sense.

Did I ever mention that at that AFA conference I went to I was given a free copy of The Essential Fertility Log? Well I did. I’ve been using it from the start of this IVF cycle. It helps me check off all the meds I take every day, and write little notes to myself. Much like what I do here, but on paper. And paper is pretty cool, I like paper and pens. (Just not to write long notes on – I get hand cramps. But lists? Oh yes.) If I didn’t have this fancy little book I probably would have just grabbed a blank notebook and started my checklists that way. I’m anal like that. But it’s nice to have a little log to keep myself straight. I keep it in my purse so I can check things any time I want to.

Ice really is god.

I am a walking pharmacy. Not only do I have a box full of syringes and vials of medication sitting on my dining room table (and some in my fridge), but I also have a bunch of pill bottles lined up beside it. I’m taking four pills a day: my prenatal, the doxycyclin, baby aspirin, and of course my celexa. The doxy really screws up my schedule, though – I used to have my celexa and prenatal on my nightstand and take it right before bed. But the doxy has to be taken twice a day, with food… so the whole schedule had to be changed. So now I just take all of them in the evening at the same time as my injection.

I also have to remind Den to take his doxy as well…. I swear that man has the memory of a gnat. I tell him it’s time for my injection, he says, “I’ll be right there!” and five minutes later I’m still sitting there waiting. “Honey?” That’s when he says, “Oh shit! I’m such a spacehead.” I really couldn’t disagree with him. (Earlier this week I asked him for his brother and sister-in-law’s new address. He said, “What for?” I explained it was their first anniversary and I have a card to send them. He stares at me and says, “It was? God. You are SUCH a better person than I am. I never would have remembered that.” I told him that’s why men get married… to remember things.)

I have a big meeting with a potential client tomorrow. I am so nervous about it. I know I shouldn’t get all worked up right now, but it’s really an opportunity I can’t pass by, it could mean a very big job for me. Just need to chill out until then and try not to worry overmuch about it.