Nope....not dead

Just thought you would like to know I'm not dead... Or pregnant.... Or any closer to knowing what's happening to me. Nope. Just been existing. Ok, maybe that's a lie. Been surviving new job, spousal unemployment, flares, market spikes, new doctors, late payments , and even later periods. So I guess that's a bit closer to surviving a war than just existing. 

Have I grown any, you ask? Sure. I've Grown fat (ok fatter), grown tired, grown angry, groaned, and grown weary of doctors looking at the most intimate part of my life with puzzled faces saying " well we can try again next month." Really doc? That simple huh? Maybe you should work on what the problem is or isn't instead of shoot blindly hoping I'll just show up pregnant so you can shoot blindly in the dark again till the baby shows up. Grrrr. 

That right there, plus the fact that I could never get a call through with my work schedule, AND the fact that I left work early to retrieve some papers only to find that I barely made it (30 min before they were supposed to closed) because they were leaving early for the day I why I left my old doctors office. I know the new one has barely scratched the surface of treating me and I've only had one appt with the guy. But that sure makes me feel like I wasted a year of time, stress, and money on a doctor who didn't really want to help me. Just wanted my insurance money. 

Blah.

Man test was finally done. Poor hubby. He did not like that at all. Very degrading for him. I'm sorry honey :(

I guess we'll see what happens next. Or we will just keep surviving one day at a time.