Tuesday, April 27

If I Wasn't Too Tired

to write a blog post, it would be about one of these things.

My doctor's appointment tomorrow. I've been trying to get this appointment since February. So help me God I will lose my shit tomorrow if they don't see me and try to reschedule me. To add insult to injury, I went from only two periods in nearly a year to bleeding (lightly) consistently for the past several weeks. This isn't normal for me. Fun times.

K's ultrasound report. We're still waiting to hear back from her bre@st ultrasound from last week. I'm hoping no news is good news, but still can't help to be a little worried.

Me going to school this fall. Oh, so much to say on this subject, later this week. As is the way of my life, we've been thrown a few road blocks and we're trying to get some things ironed out with A needing childcare and a few other big things I don't want to mention right now.

My resentment towards K working. Like, how I'm pissed off that instead of having the free time to work on my eb@y stuff and other projects this summer, K's working at the mall for barely over minimum wage because she apparently needs the money to spend on candy, school supplies, and clothes. Did you notice I didn't mention health insurance, phone bill, or helping us out? I'd much rather her work with me or watch her kid so I can get some work done and me give her a few extra bucks.

My Tooth. Or what is left of it. The doctor told me it needed to come out in February and I've been avoiding having it removed, but it's almost completely gone. I'm not looking forward to spending 6 weeks of pain and bone spurs like I did last fall. God this fucking sucks.

My brother. He came. He saw. He went back to my Moms. There's a lot to say on this subject as well.

Six years of being infertile. Like how I nearly had a panic attack when I realized it'll be six years in my TTC journey in less than 10 weeks. Insert depression here.

And several other things I'm too fucking tired to even think about. I need a vacation. I need a break. Unfortunately, I only see my life getting busier, not slower. Ugh.

1 comment:

Kristin said...

Lots of {{{hugs}}} coming your way!