I heard from the EPL nurse today (right at diner time). They got copies of my blood work and knew I was "back to normal." I had to take myself into the powder room in order to talk. A very active and noisy three year old is not conducive to talking on the phone.
She said I was SO strong to have gone though all I've been through. The losses and the infertility. Sure I act strong but I don't always feel that way. She asked again if I wanted to talk to Patti. I still don't know. I guess I can't really figure out what good it's going to do. I can either put on the act or completely lose it. None of which helps. At least I don't think so.
Last year around this time I spoke with the Parrish nurse from the Church. Out of the blue today I got a message from her apologizing for not responding to my last message. Really a year later?! I wonder what she would have to say now after what a horrible time ttc we've had this past year and then only to lose the subsequent pregnancy when we finally did get pregnant. I don't know if I want to hear the platitudes and apologies. But it's pretty odd that she contacted me now.
I did take B to the doctor yesterday. Pink eye and ear infections. At least the kid tolerates this stuff well. My only clue was the eye discharge.
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