Just. Keep. Effing. Swimming.

So, here I am today – all Jam-Planned and Suck-It-Uped. No pms symptoms, other than a very upset stomach last night (which I chalked up to my very stomach-upsetting Metformin). Pop out of my 1st class for a super-fast pee, and there it is. An out-of-nowhere, thought-you’d-have-to-have-Provera, guess-what-you’re-not-this-month surprise. My first thoughts were happy because … Continue reading →

Apathy, Anger, & A Little Poetry

Lately, I feel so numb. I feel cut off from my infertility, like it is a distant, blurry, muffled dream. I have been so incredibly busy at work that I haven’t had a ton of time to think about it. I am working 12 hour days, then coming home to work some more after scarfing … Continue reading →