Extender Seat Belt for the Crazy Town Bus

Here is how I planned today to go...

7:30 am - Get up and get ready to go to the clinic

8:30 am- Leave for the clinic

9:30 am- Scan and blood test

10:45 am - Drop Sim off at work

11:15 am - Swim

12:15 pm- Shower and eat lunch

12:45 pm- Make cupcakes for Mitchell's birthday tomorrow

ME TIME!! (probably take a nap)

5:00 pm- Eat something before Pilates

5:40 pm- Leave for Pilates

6:15-7:45 pm Pilates

8:00- Pick up Simon from work and head home

This is how it went

7:30 am -Get up and get ready to go to the clinic

8:30 am- Leave for the clinic

9:30 am- Get to the clinic and rush to the bathroom because I have drank lots of water so they can actually get the blood out of my body (I made the top 5!)

9:35- Scan

9:45- NEW PLANS!!! Rush to Slade Pharmacy in the hospital in the city.

10:25- Fight for parking in the city and rush into the pharmacy-more on that in a moment

11:15- Drop Simon off at work and head back to the clinic

12:15- Stop at the clinic for 30 seconds

12:16- Head home

12:17- USA FOODS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2:30- Return home.

Everything was going really well until my appointment. The scan showed lots of little eggs but nothing special or measurable. The scan also really friggin' hurt! It definitely felt like more than just a fairy princess wand was being shoved up there and waved around. The best news is I didn't spot post scan. Thank goodness for tiny miracles.

Then Leith told me that I would have to go get my Puregon from the pharmacy and it would probably take a day or two to get it ordered in. WHAT THE FUCK?! I pretty much lost my shit on the spot and was completely speechless. Then she asked me how much I had left. NONE! NADA! NIL! So she assured me that Slade Pharmacy in the city would have some. I was panicking and Simon figured out the directions.

We dashed (drove forever!) into the city to the hospital and drove around forever trying to find a spot to park. We handed over the script and waited and waited. Then they dropped the bomb on us. THEY DIDN'T HAVE ANY PUREGON!!!!! This lead to a lot of confusion and debate between the pharmacist, Sim and I. We were at a hospital. How could they not even have one friggin' dose for tonight??? Well they don't. And to top it off the trigger medication is backordered until MARCH!!!!! I just wanted to cry because at this point this cycle is looking like a bust.

What happened next was really, really ugly. Simon started to get frustrated (his words not mine). He wanted me to start ringing around the city to different pharmacies to see if I could locate the drugs. I was fine with that but I wanted to talk to Leith first because she had said most places don't carry it and sent us here. Of course that went to voicemail. At this point Simon is expressing his "frustration" by growling at me and saying " We are wasting our time here! Let's go!!!" in the middle of a busy pharmacy. The lady still had my prescription and medical card (can't leave those) and she was trying to order the Puregon. Simon pretty much lost his shit and continued to carry on. Even resulting in him throwing money at me. It was ugly.

I resigned to the fact that I wasn't going to be able to take any medication until tomorrow and this cycle was pretty much screwed. I was ready to cry and feeling EXTREMELY low. I needed Simon to step up and be comforting. NOT BE AN ASSHOLE! Then he is all angry that they didn't tell us earlier so we could order the medication (I agree) but yelling at me isn't going to solve the problem. I called Leith again and explained the situation. By the grace of God, she had one unopened 300 IU left and when could I get there? We quickly drove Simon back to work and I headed back to the clinic (45 minutes away).

I was all ready to head home to cry and sleep. Then I remember how I handle stress. Do you know what the opposite of stressed is? If you said relaxed you are wrong. Desserts is the opposite of stressed. I simply adore eating my emotions. All I wanted more than anything was American comfort food. I was very luck to be 7 minutes away from the American grocery store. They didn't have everything I wanted but they had enough. I got my chocolate cake, Dr. Pepper and marshmallows for s'mores. Basically between bloating and eating my emotions my butt is going to grow enough to require me to buy new pants.

So I am half way through the day and only imagine what the second half of my day will hold. I better go take a nap to power up for the second half.