Thursday, April 28, 2011

hey, at least it's not cancer, right?

My dad's doing better. The people at Hopkins were amazing and if I have to go to the hospital in future, I want to go there.

Our week in the midwest was nice. the people were douchebags, which is odd, b/c people in the midwest are usually so nice it's almost painful. I think it's b/c the universities were in session. We also saw some of that crazy tornado action while in the midwest. Glad we've only had tiny little tornadoes here, nothing big enough to really make the news.

In other events, I had to go to a special lady parts doctor (as we've been calling it) and am now on hormones. Like i needed more hormones? I'm already half nuts! One of the side effects of the hormones is randomly rapidly swelling of body parts. I sat with my best female friend and brother in law and we laughed ourselves silly imagining the worst-case scenario of randomly rapidly swelling body parts. Imagine you're just chilling when all of a sudden, your ass cheeks swell randomly and rapidly? We had to lave a good laugh, because I really felt like a cry, or some good old rage. laughing was healthier.

So, I'm on these babies for the next 2 weeks to see if they sort my ovaries out, and if that doesn't do it, we're off to another specialist for more testing and possibly hormone injections/fertility drugs. If that happens, there will be much boo-hooing, whining, and complaining here. Just a warning. Several more relatives of mine are recently knocked up without planning/wanting to be, and me? Yet another year of infertility. I don't know how much more of the baby talk I can suffer though. I try to be nice and happy, but it's damn hard. What's worse, is the sudden silence when I walk into a room and being left out of stuff "for my own good." Bitches.

Hey, at least it's not cancer, right? That's what I was told to say to myself when I started to cry at the Dr's office. I wanted to say "But hey, at least it's not cancer, right" as i bashed the woman's head in with my sandals. How fucking stupid does these people get? I wonder if that rage warning from the hormones applies to just holding the script, not even taking it?

3 comments:

  1. Glad to see your post and sorry you're having a rough time. You can boo-hoo to us as much as you need to. Thinking about you!

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  2. You would be very happy such that you have not to face this bad problem of cancer. Chemicals and cancer are directly linked to each other such that now a day’s cancer is increasing a lot because every thing now we consume is almost adulterated and that makes hormonal imbalance in our body.

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  3. who the heck is tim cooper, and why is he telling me to be happy that i don't have cancer b.c chemicals cause cancer? is he brain damaged? I think so. my hormone imbalance has nothing to do with bug spray and yeah i don't have cancer, but i have defective ovaries. Let's throw a party! i'll get right on the rain dance of joy that my botched plumbing has caused me. Oh wait, i'm too pissed off at first the infertility of my spouse, a miscarriage and now my own sudden fertility issues to give a rat's ass about some morons uneducated insensitive opinion and be "happy it isn't cancer." Fuck you, cancer isn't the worst thing that could happen. I'm not saying that infertility is the worst, but shit, at least TRY not to be an ignorant twat. You don't have to read my gripes, hit the "next blog" button and move on.

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