Posted by iam in bad day, esteem, lessons learned, ttc, whatinthehayle?, why am i doing this again? on 06 28th, 2009 | 0 Comments
A Little Tired of Being Strong...
Look. I know that I’m supposed to be made of stronger stuff… And that I can weather situations better than most. I can even find a perfect silver lining in the worst situations so that I can give myself the inspiration to keep on trucking. Today? Not so much. I talked to a few people (who have been through it successfully and unsuccessfully) about what the IVF procedure really entails… in detail. And I found myself thinking… “Why me?” Why must I take the road less traveled just because I’m stronger. I want to be weak. Just once,...
Self Soothing...
There are some places that not everyone can follow you. And there are some situations where nothing can really be said. You have to just man up and handle it all by yourself – mostly because… you don’t really know how to articulate it for someone else to understand and sympathize and offer any comfort. Mother’s day and Father’s day are always going to be a sore spot for me. But not because I am angry about my mom and dad passing. That’s an inevitability that comes with living life. I couldn’t ever expect them to live for ever....
Recuperation – Week 2...
Well, at the end of another week, figured I’d do a sum up because the days aren’t THAT terribly different. Being on bed-rest / orders not to use the stairs severely limits my interaction with the world and thus my varied experiences. So I’ll just truncate it all into one post. Friday / Saturday / Sunday / Monday – Most of the experience of these days was the same. Trying to move around minimally… taking my Tylenol ES every 4 hours to keep the low grade fever at bay. Taking Tylenol PM at night to see if I could get some version of rest, but...
Posted by iam in lessons learned, love & marriage, ttc, whatinthehayle?, why am i doing this again? on 06 6th, 2009 | 0 Comments
Reconstruction – Week 1...
What a week. I don’t even know how to articulate everything that’s happened. I’m not quite sure I remember it all. But I’ll try. Sunday – Angels of mercy in the form of my friends came by to fete me before I had to fast. Li’l Vic came through with food and hair braiding stylees so I could manage to not have to wash my fro every day. So 6 (Vic, Lisa, Kim, Max, Joelle and I) of us got together and laughed and acted a fool while she lovingly blew out the fro and tressed it into cornrows for me. The afternoon was fun and interesting and...
Once Again – and with CLARITY̷...
I have been told I didn’t come right out and say it so here goes. I am having surgery on June 2nd, 2009 at 8AM to c-section and remove my potentially 10, large uterine fibroids via a procedure called a “myomectomy” (http://www.myomectomy.net – warning – NOT for the squeamish). It is a procedure that lasts anywhere from 4 – 5 hours and the recovery period for it is about 6 weeks. I will be in the hospital for 3 days from the 2nd under observation and then I will be discharged to my home where I will be on bed rest, essentially, for the remainder...
Exhumed...
It’s 3:45AM and I woke up from a dream that has me scared like a little child to go back to sleep. Used to be that if I was frightened by a nightmare… well into adulthood, I would run to my mother’s bedside, she would wrap me in her arms, place several thumb drawn crosses on my forehead as she whispered a little prayer for me to calm my nerves and make me know that God was watching over me and nothing in the dream could harm me. What a horrible paradigm shift that it’s a dream of her that has me not wanting to go back to sleep. In the dream, for a reason...
Honeymoon to Cancun AKA the Swine Flu Do...
Well, we’re on a flight from Houston to ATL (albeit late) and this is leg 2 of a 3 leg trip home. We’re experiencing a little turbulence so to keep me from freaking out, I decided to document some more. Our travels started this morning at 3 AM and won’t end until 8 PM tonight. But I’m excited to be stateside again. Happy to be going home. Feeling peaceful and happy, although a necklace I decided to wear on our spa day has given me a horrid eczema out break that makes me look like Tyrone Biggums when I try to scratch the itch. So I’ll...
Posted by iam in esteem, good day, lessons learned, love & marriage, news and politic on 05 22nd, 2009 | 0 Comments
Honeymoon to Cancun AKA the Swine Flu Do...
Days 2, 3, and 4 Yep – it’s been like that!!! Just WONDERFUL that I’ve not even had a chance to say anything to anyone or type up a little narrative. The time here has slowed to a halt. There is more than enough time to do everything. Sleep to our hearts content, wake up EARLY, go and work out, come back to the room, shower, change, have breakfast, get to pool side and lounge for hours at a time while they bring us fresh drinks all the while. Come back upstairs, shower, lounge, watch tv, check email, take a nap. Wake up, get gussied for lunch / dinner...