Two boots...

Sorry I've been m.i.a....I had "one of those weeks".

Was "let go" from my job....for reasons I won't go into here, but it came out of left field and apparently they were 100% sure I was going to resign. Ummm, I'm more professional than that. I'd never resign the day before I was going away, but whatever, I can now spend time with my family without knowing I HAVE to be back at work.

As they say, "one door closes, another opens".....

On Wednesday, before I went to the airport, I saw my orthopedic surgeon. He took more x rays of my foot, which is still bruised and sore. He saw no fracture, but is sure I tore a ligament, so he switched out my Aircast for a boot. Really sexy and not the most comfortable for air travel!!!

Oh, and yet again, I have strep....grrrr. I'm already on antibiotics, so, hopefully, I'll be all better by tomorrow. Right now, I have no voice, so typing is really the only medium of communication for me!!!

I saw my gynecologist yesterday (I have doctors, dentists, acupuncturists, osteopaths etc here too). We discussed IVF and decided this was the next route. I am going to start it here, when I get my next period. He'll do all the preliminary stuff, like the blood test, ultra sound and put me on the pill, so that when I go back to the US, I'll be ready to start the injectables and won't have to skip another month.

We also talked about the pros and cons of doing it in Australia as opposed to the USA.

1. The out-of-pocket expense would be a lot less if I did it in Australia. The Medicare cap is $1000 and once you pay that, they pick up 80% of the remainder of the bill.

2. Can't buy sperm in Australia like you can in the US. They've just lifted the regulations on single and gay couples buying donor sperm, but demand far outweighs the supply. The wait is years, which I, unfortunately, do not have the luxury of.

3. It's illegal to bring donor sperm into Australia....ie, I can't have them ship it overnight to me here, nor can I bring it in my hand luggage.

"Do you have anything to declare?"

"Err, yes....this" *Holds up a cooler*

"And what might this be?"

"My baby daddy"

Don't know how well that would go down, but I would maybe make it onto the show "Boarder Patrol"!!!

4. I know both my fertility doctor in the States and in Sydney are incredibly competent, but the one here is world-renowned. Giving me is seal of approval, though, made me feel much better.

So, here I am...

I've seen my grandmother a few times, and we had dinner with her last night. At 98, she has her good days and not so good ones, but last night, she was in great form.

Honesty

My day off today was very productive.

I had a Dr appointment for blood and ultra sound first thing, then a hair appointment, went to see the boarding kennels where I'm thinking of boarding Ollie next time I go away, then to the vet to pick up more food so that I have enough for when I DO go away. I think Ollie will be ok at the kennel...I got a good feeling when I was there. AND the owner was the one who gave me the tour.

I'm going next week, to Australia, mainly to see my Grandmother, but also see my family and meet a new member of it.

Then there were the shitty things....the clinic called to tell me I have a couple of cysts and the Dr wants me to skip this month. These are the ones that are a product of the fertility drugs and disappear as fast as they appear....GRRRR

I'd emailed the guy I've been seeing to ask whether he'd commit to a movie night this week. When he didn't respond I sent him another email saying I'm confused because he said he could go out this week, but didn't say when. He replied with the "it's not you, it's me" email. We get on great, he really likes me, but he has too much anger still from his divorce and isn't ready for a relationship.....GREAT

Then there's the "out of left field" email I received from another guy. The one who I mentioned in the beginning of this blog. The one I said i should be with. I'm not going to go into it now, but it threw me for a loop. I forwarded it to a friend and all she could say was "wow". Until about six weeks ago, he and I communicated via email or IM nearly every day, then he just stopped and wouldn't tell me why, so while I was sitting at the hairdresser, I sent him an email, which I also won't divulge right now.

As they say, don't ask if you don't want to hear the answer. Well, today I asked twice and got two honest answers. I certainly can't fault anyone for that...

Patience is overrated

I'm beginning to feel like a broken record.
Got my period AGAIN.
Back to the Doctor in the morning...grrrrr

Oh, and by the way, my foot is fractured, not just sprained. Last week, I had the final appointment with the Orthopedic Doctor for my shoulder. He took one look at me and rolled his eyes...who the hell wouldn't!!!

Anyway, last week, I didn't know whether I was pregnant, so I didn't want him to x ray my shoulder and therefore, couldn't take more of my ankle either. He did, however, look at my foot and came to the conclusion that I'd most probably fractured one of the bones seeing as it was swollen, very bruised and I couldn't move my last three toes....I did hear something pop when my ankle twisted. He threw the Ace bandage in the trash and gave me an Aircast which gives me a lot more support. The crutches were still an option so I stay off it, but it's too difficult to use them...can't carry anything, can't multi task, can't figure out how to make them stand up against a wall without them crashing to the floor...you get the idea.

So much for going back to yoga!!!

Another Week

Another injury, or so it seems.

I was standing outside at 6 o'clock this morning trying to cajole Ollie into walking.
He was adamant that he DID NOT want to go.
I took his leash and started pulling him to the street because if he gets there, he'll walk (he's an odd doggy).
As I walked over the grass, there was a ditch, that obviously, I didn't notice, and twisted my ankle....

Shit it hurt. I figured I'd do my morning walk though and hobbled the next 4 miles....don't ask, I'm not sure either. Although, in my MBTs, it felt very secure. It was when I went home to change into my crocs to go to the dog park, that I realized just how much it hurt.

Still, I soldiered on and went to work...not only that...I DROVE to work, in my car, with a clutch. Now, that, was not an easy feat.

I limped around the store and finally decided to go to the ER after work, to have an xray. The hospital in the town where I live is more like a hotel!!! They have valet parking for the Emergency ward, personal TVs in all the rooms, it's clean (compared to every other ER I've ever been to, or heard about) and there are hardly any people IN the ER. There were only four people ahead of me.

One mother was on the phone to a friend explaining how her son had eaten a nut that evening and had blown up. He was highly allergic and his nanny had fed him a salad with nuts....but get this....the mother had bought the salad, left it in the fridge and went out. She tried to call the nanny, but her cell phone died....bad luck, huh? Luckily her son didn't. I don't quite understand why, if you have a child who is deathly allergic to something, why would you even bring it into your house?

Another couple was there with their nine year old son who had sliced his wrist with a new Swiss Army knife. She and I started talking about the US Open and her son kept joining in. He was very sweet and brave, seeing as he had a rather large, deep gash that he was dealing with. They were called, then I was, but I saw him again after I had my xray. He'd just seen the Doctor and had a bandage on his wound. Then as I was being wheeled out as I was leaving, he called to me to show me his stitches..he was very proud, and very sweet.

I now have an Ace bandage on my ankle and crutches. Was told to stay off my foot for at least four days.

Number 6

Tomorrow morning is "I" Day (again).

A couple of days ago, one of my friends told me she REALLY hopes this is it because it's getting boring. I know what she meant, but it got me thinking that, yup, maybe it is for everyone else. For me it's certainly trying and, while patience has NEVER been one of my virtues, this has been a huge test!!!

Obviously, someone didn't cross everything last time. C'mon everyone, I need a communal appendage crossing...