Friday, October 29, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
You just have to...LAUGH
O.M.G that is all I can say about the day I have had today!
I woke up still sick and feeling sorry for myself, I dragged myself to work and lasted a whole of 2 hours when my boss told me to go home. On my way home I remembered that hubby had relocated my house keys over the weekend and this morning I couldn't find them. Not to worry he would come home earlier than he normally does...but not 10 am early!
As I pulled up to the house I sat in the car trying to think of a way to break in.... I decided to break in through one of the windows....well that took me 20 minutes, and may I add not easy to do with 8 cm heels!
I hoisted myself up and through the window...went straight into the bathroom had a shower, chucked on a singlet and my pj pants with socks...stuff the bra!
About 10 minutes later i hear a knock on the door...'POLICE'... I stuck my head out the window and waved them over as the front door was deadlocked. I spent 5 minutes explaining to the police officers what had happened, not even a half smile cracked. One hoisted themselves through the window to come and check my licence. As I walked into the back room of the house all I could see was foam and stuffing everywhere. The dog were minding at the moment had torn apart my bucket chair pillow and spread it all through the house! Embarrassed was NOT the word. I showed the officer my licence and off he went back through the window whilst i just sat there looking at the mess in tears!
So to sum it up.... felt sick...came home...no keys...broke in...neighbour called police...police questioned me...came through the window...stuffing and foam everywhere...I'm furious...showed licence...went to sleep.
NOW WHAT???????
I woke up still sick and feeling sorry for myself, I dragged myself to work and lasted a whole of 2 hours when my boss told me to go home. On my way home I remembered that hubby had relocated my house keys over the weekend and this morning I couldn't find them. Not to worry he would come home earlier than he normally does...but not 10 am early!
As I pulled up to the house I sat in the car trying to think of a way to break in.... I decided to break in through one of the windows....well that took me 20 minutes, and may I add not easy to do with 8 cm heels!
I hoisted myself up and through the window...went straight into the bathroom had a shower, chucked on a singlet and my pj pants with socks...stuff the bra!
About 10 minutes later i hear a knock on the door...'POLICE'... I stuck my head out the window and waved them over as the front door was deadlocked. I spent 5 minutes explaining to the police officers what had happened, not even a half smile cracked. One hoisted themselves through the window to come and check my licence. As I walked into the back room of the house all I could see was foam and stuffing everywhere. The dog were minding at the moment had torn apart my bucket chair pillow and spread it all through the house! Embarrassed was NOT the word. I showed the officer my licence and off he went back through the window whilst i just sat there looking at the mess in tears!
So to sum it up.... felt sick...came home...no keys...broke in...neighbour called police...police questioned me...came through the window...stuffing and foam everywhere...I'm furious...showed licence...went to sleep.
NOW WHAT???????
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Clomid
Well it's day 2 of you know what tomorrow...so I start my first dose of clomid. To be honest I am anticipating the awful side effects...just to prepare myself.
Just to make sure I keep busy I'm holding a children's designer clothing market stall up the central coast on Sunday, it's my second stall there so I hope it goes well!!!
Just to make sure I keep busy I'm holding a children's designer clothing market stall up the central coast on Sunday, it's my second stall there so I hope it goes well!!!
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Beautiful Bali
Me...drinking coffee Lawak...poo coffee
Volcano
Monkey at the Monkey Temple Ubud
Private beach
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| Beautiful sunset from the amazing Rockbar |
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I'm B.A.C.K.....
Don't you just love jetlag? After a magical trip to Bali for 8 days I arrived back in Sydney at 7.30 am having just had a 15 minute catnap during a 6 hour flight. To make matters worst the line up at Sydney airport taxi rank is something I have never encountered in my life, and note to self I will organise a lift next time.
Anyway I will post more about my little trip later during the week... Having just had 15 minutes sleep, I got ready for our IVF appointment with Prof. I was a little disappointed to only find out a doctor from India would be seeing us today as she is here in Australia to work with him and learn new techniques to take back to India. Maybe it's the lack of sleep, but to tell you the truth I am bitterly disappointment that not only does he cost alot to see, but I only seem to see him in the last 5 minutes of the consult. Oh well..maybe as things progress in this journey will I have a consult solely with him.
All the test results came back..and we are all fine! Everything is working well for hubby and myself...so there is a bit of a question mark.
We have been given strict instruction to you know 2 days a week and more during the LH surge. I have been given a prescription of clomid which i have to take for the next 2 months...so FINGERS CROSSED. Our next appointment is in the first week of December unless we get those 2 big fat lines!
So that's it for me today, slightly grumpy and fatigued...I'm off to bed to dream of things to come...we hope.
xxxxxx
Anyway I will post more about my little trip later during the week... Having just had 15 minutes sleep, I got ready for our IVF appointment with Prof. I was a little disappointed to only find out a doctor from India would be seeing us today as she is here in Australia to work with him and learn new techniques to take back to India. Maybe it's the lack of sleep, but to tell you the truth I am bitterly disappointment that not only does he cost alot to see, but I only seem to see him in the last 5 minutes of the consult. Oh well..maybe as things progress in this journey will I have a consult solely with him.
All the test results came back..and we are all fine! Everything is working well for hubby and myself...so there is a bit of a question mark.
We have been given strict instruction to you know 2 days a week and more during the LH surge. I have been given a prescription of clomid which i have to take for the next 2 months...so FINGERS CROSSED. Our next appointment is in the first week of December unless we get those 2 big fat lines!
So that's it for me today, slightly grumpy and fatigued...I'm off to bed to dream of things to come...we hope.
xxxxxx
Friday, September 24, 2010
OUTCH!!!!
Outch...Outch...Outch...OUTCH!! That is the only polite way I can explain the procedure which I had at 11.30 Thursday morning.
It all started with the Imaging center ringing to move my appointment till 11.30am, which was fine because I had a last night gossiping with friends and since I didn't get home till 2am I could have a nice long sleep in. Come 10 am I think I jumped out of bed, showered, drank my 2 glasses of water as indicated by the doctor, got changed then headed off to the hospital.
I told hubby there was no need to come because it would only take and hour or so, and there is no point him taking the day off...wish I kept my mouth shut. It took me 24 minutes to get to the hospital by the time I parked the car, waited for the lift...STOP...yes the lift bloody stopped on the way up to the imaging center. By this time I thought I was going to wet myself. After a short wait and me anxiously pressing the emergency button, the lift started again...phew. But I did a boo boo.... on my way running up the corridor I made a v-line to the toilet and emptied my bladder....WHOOPS.
The wait in the waiting room was short, as I entered the room it was so dark, not much light, this reclining chair in the middle with a big plasma tv in the corner and the ultrasound machine on my right as I laid down. The lady was lovely, she asked me to lie down as she was going to perform the first ultrasound on the outside of my stomach. She talked me through what I could see on the plasma....and she had a giggle when she showed me the 1ml of urine I had in my bowl...whoops.
Next up was the internal ultrasound, and another doctor came in the room to watch. I didn't mind it, a little uncomfortable but ok. Always interesting to see your bits on the big screen :)
Last up.... the Hycosy with contrast, and yes another doctor came in the room to perform the procedure...great now there were 3... I remember thinking well my dignity has gone now. The doctor explained the procedure and how I would get minor cramping when the saline and then dye is inserted up a catheter like wire with a balloon on the end. The spectrum went up and in, followed by the wire. In goes the internal ultrasound probe again and the procedure began. The pain was ok at this stage. When the wire was being passed through it felt wrong, and foreign.
Next he dye and saline was inserted OMG...this was the worst, it was explained to me as period pain but sorry, to me this was like someone squeezing my fallopian tubes and ovaries. This part took the longest, as my fallopian tubes were not being cooperative. I think she flushed the right tubes and ovaries 4 times and the left 5. The pain was hard to internalise like I usually do as I had nothing to grad onto, so I just let out a moan.
After 40 minutes the worst was over, everything was taken out...all done. As I sat up I felt a gush of fluid between my legs, I forgot to use the pad they gave me.
I have had a sneak peak at the report and all says everything is OK. So onto Bali tomorrow and then in 10 days fro now when we arrive back we have our next appointment with Professor.
It all started with the Imaging center ringing to move my appointment till 11.30am, which was fine because I had a last night gossiping with friends and since I didn't get home till 2am I could have a nice long sleep in. Come 10 am I think I jumped out of bed, showered, drank my 2 glasses of water as indicated by the doctor, got changed then headed off to the hospital.
I told hubby there was no need to come because it would only take and hour or so, and there is no point him taking the day off...wish I kept my mouth shut. It took me 24 minutes to get to the hospital by the time I parked the car, waited for the lift...STOP...yes the lift bloody stopped on the way up to the imaging center. By this time I thought I was going to wet myself. After a short wait and me anxiously pressing the emergency button, the lift started again...phew. But I did a boo boo.... on my way running up the corridor I made a v-line to the toilet and emptied my bladder....WHOOPS.
The wait in the waiting room was short, as I entered the room it was so dark, not much light, this reclining chair in the middle with a big plasma tv in the corner and the ultrasound machine on my right as I laid down. The lady was lovely, she asked me to lie down as she was going to perform the first ultrasound on the outside of my stomach. She talked me through what I could see on the plasma....and she had a giggle when she showed me the 1ml of urine I had in my bowl...whoops.
Next up was the internal ultrasound, and another doctor came in the room to watch. I didn't mind it, a little uncomfortable but ok. Always interesting to see your bits on the big screen :)
Last up.... the Hycosy with contrast, and yes another doctor came in the room to perform the procedure...great now there were 3... I remember thinking well my dignity has gone now. The doctor explained the procedure and how I would get minor cramping when the saline and then dye is inserted up a catheter like wire with a balloon on the end. The spectrum went up and in, followed by the wire. In goes the internal ultrasound probe again and the procedure began. The pain was ok at this stage. When the wire was being passed through it felt wrong, and foreign.
Next he dye and saline was inserted OMG...this was the worst, it was explained to me as period pain but sorry, to me this was like someone squeezing my fallopian tubes and ovaries. This part took the longest, as my fallopian tubes were not being cooperative. I think she flushed the right tubes and ovaries 4 times and the left 5. The pain was hard to internalise like I usually do as I had nothing to grad onto, so I just let out a moan.
After 40 minutes the worst was over, everything was taken out...all done. As I sat up I felt a gush of fluid between my legs, I forgot to use the pad they gave me.
I have had a sneak peak at the report and all says everything is OK. So onto Bali tomorrow and then in 10 days fro now when we arrive back we have our next appointment with Professor.
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