The holiday’s sure are harder when you are infertile.
Especially, when you are on hormones.
I am consumed with thoughts of Santa one day coming to my house. Baking cookies with my children. The Elf on a Shelf.
But, let’s get back to those hormones. Oh, hormones. How, I hate thee. Actually, I hate most everyone right now. Have I told you that?
The other night we were at a bar with some friends. There is this girl who is a friend of a friend that is going through a divorce and was a little tipsy. The rational me doesn’t blame her. If I were going through a divorce I would be drunk, too. But the hormonal me……well, anyhow she annoyed me so terribly bad that I had to leave. Uh, huh. I actually felt violent. Like, I could shake the stupid out of her. I took the car home and Matt had to ride home with his brother.
Yesterday, we went to a BBQ at a friend’s house and there was this friend of Matt’s that is very nice and I like him, normally, but not yesterday. Actually, as of today I decided that he repulses me and that I never want to see him again. He ate a whole shrimp- shell, legs, tail, and all as well as a dog treat. I think to be funny, though he swears they tasted good. I just don’t think that’s funny. At least not when I’m sober and on hormones. I told Matt that I never want him to come to our house again. I actually mean it, too! Ewww! Who does that??
I’m also hating on a few others that I’m afraid to post on here because I think some of you might know them. Good news, though- I don’t hate any of you. 🙂
My point: Lupron really is a bitch. And, so are the holiday’s when you are infertile and on Lupron.
IVF update: appointment tomorrow at 9 am