Well we've been getting over colds in our household. I am feeling pretty drained. Was in bed at 9pm last night and actually slept reasonably well and still feel exhausted today.
As much as my week has felt long it has be fairly eventful.
On Monday I heard from the fertility clinic about my referral to the reproductive counselors. Apparently the resident forgot about it. The nurse apologized said it was all their fault and it has now gone out with an explanation that they screwed up. I have yet to hear from the counselors regarding an appointment.
On Monday a woman from the October 2007 mommy group lost her twin baby girls, just shy of 20 weeks. While I don't know this woman well my heart broke at her devastating news. We are now forever bonded in this world of baby loss. I grieved for her and I grieved for me.
On Tuesday I heard from the clinic again. Some of my blood work from the thrombophilia panel came back abnormal and needs to be repeated. The nurse said it's a possibility that it was still done too early and the pregnancy influenced the values.....or maybe there is an issue....If there is then well there is something we can do to treat it, if not then it is one of the many variables/possibilities that can be ruled out.
On Wednesday I got to call and book my saline infusion sonohystogram. April 8 is the day. Keeping everything crossed that this procedure goes a little smoother than the HSG and that my tubes are ok.
On Wednesday someone at my work got fired. Complete shock. The ladies this morning were admitting they didn't feel safe and they don't like where the firm has gone in the last while. One of the ladies referred to the HR boss lady as a barracuda. Glad I am not the only one that feel's threatened.
Today....well we ate cake...and counted the minutes to the long weekend. Picking up B I was informed my Uncle died yesterday. When you live far away from relatives it is so easy to feel detached when deaths occur. But being this was my youngest uncle it reminds me that my parents and DH's parents are all getting older...the inevitable will happen...it is just a matter of when. This is the biggest thing I do not like about being the youngest child with older parents.
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