Work is cuh-ray-zee right now. Just is. Big upgrade planned to the new payroll software. I am busier than I ever believed possible with no end in sight (at least until the end of the calendar year).
I see Dr. P on Tuesday and he will A) Tell me I’m too fat (true, I’m back up over 200 🙁 )B) Tell me to get my ass on Metformin and C) Probably try and get me to do a 1 hour glucose tolerance test again. And possibly D) ask if I want to do another round of Clomid.
Well, I have made the executive decision (executive because I am the CEO of Me) that I am taking off August and September from the baby thing. 1) I do not need the stress of the payroll conversion (of which I am project manager for) on top of the Clomid Crazies (which makes me want to crash the car into a bridge abuttment) and 2) Gene is probably out of town anyway. See you in October, home pregnancy tests!
So, my plan is to actually take the fucking Metformin like a good Girl Scout, try charting my temperatures again, exercise more and try harder to wean myself from caffeinated beverages. I’m getting closer on that – I only have caffeine free Diet Dr. Pepper at home and I’m trying to drink more water.
Aren’t you glad you asked?
(Also, WordPress is now pressuring me to upgrade to version 2.6.1, so if the site goes dark for years a little while, it’ll be back when Elaine learns to read “WordPress for Dummies” soon.
…and you know what happens when you stop trying, right? 😉