Take 4 shots and call me in the morning...
Today was our final test before our next attempt at having a baby. My doctor rocks. He is funny and fast. 2 things I appreciate in a man sticking a camera into my uterus. The good news is he says I have a beautiful uterus. And I'm not 100% positive but I think that's the first time a man has given me that specific compliment. It was the nicest thing he could have said.
After the test, we went over our schedule, got a serious chemistry lesson and instructions on how to give and get shots. Chris was thrilled at the thought of drawing a big X on my rear end to know exactly where to give me the shots. Needless to say, I wasn't that excited.
So after we were feeling absolutely, completely, unbelievably overwhelmed with what's coming up in the next 2 months, we got to fill out more paper work. Yes, the dreaded family history included. This time there were also questions about our emotional state as well. Seriously. It actually asked how we felt most of the time. I skipped that one but then went back at the end. I wrote, "We are Christians, saved by grace, who believe the Lord is in control of this process and our lives. Because of Him, we have hope and seek to praise Him and live with grateful hearts."
And that's the bottom line here.
Anyway, I had to take some serious drugs before the test. I wasn't feeling too loopy, just tingly and pain free. That is until after the test, chemistry lesson and paper work were done. Then I suddenly felt what I can only describe as drunk. Having never actually been drunk, I'm only guessing at that. After I wobbled my way to the bed, I slept for 2 hours or so.
So away we go!
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