Return of the exploding diarrhea!

Oh, the irony. Now that I am over feeling like a psycho about sending my son to kindergarten, he can't go! I was sooooo looking forward to today - my first real day - to myself and working on various miscellaneous projects and - god forbid - some peace and quiet! And to ready myself for my upcoming surgery. Bye-bye yoga class that I've been trying to get to for 2 weeks!

But the exploding diarrhea returns. Life is never boring here. So forget actually getting some time to rest this tired, punctured, hormone awash body. Now I get to clean up poop all day and grow an appendage (that would be my kiddo hanging on me).

So . . . chances are the next time I have a day to myself it will be spent lying in bed recovering from my egg retrieval. I've never been so bummed to have a long weekend!

Things are getting pretty dicey here, particularly in the evenings. I mean, I am just done by around 4 pm. My ovaries start to swell, my belly kills me, and I get so incredibly tired. My dear husband does not understand why I'm not up to par and the strain is taking it's toll on him. (Honey, I know this is hard on you, but where's my dinner? And why can't you take care of our kid right now?) Add in a grumpy 5-year with an unpredictable GI virus who is starting to throw tantrums again, well, I guess you might understand what it's like to live in our house right now.

Would it be possible to hire a wife to take care of us for the next week or so? Anyone want a job?

What's that? You say you don't want to get anywhere near this house right now? Well, I just don't understand why . . .

You might think I'd be ready to drive off a bridge right now, but I feel strangely calm. I mean, after everything I've been through over the last few years, I think I may actually be learning how to handle adversity. But then again, it IS 9:30 in the morning - so that's a big MAYBE. Let's see how I feel at 4pm when everything starts crashing in again.

So that's pretty much it. I didn't even think I would blog today, since there shouldn't have been anything new to report. I go for another ultrasound and more bloodwork (gotta feed those vampires in the lab!) tomorrow at 8:45 am. Maybe they'll find my missing right ovary and we'll get a better idea many eggies we've got.

TTFN (ta-ta for now),

-kelly