I went to the beach today. I cleaned my house yesterday. I had over a cousin for dinner. Basically, I’m doing everything and anything but take care of this fertility issue. I feel paralyzed. I need to make appts for new RE’s and see who can see me the soonest. I have to pick a donor. I have to apply for a loan to pay for the part my insurance won’t cover. Also, I’ve been avoiding talking to any/everyone. I have friends who are worried and trying to reach me, people sending me flowers. I have to get my a$$ in gear. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to do any of this. I just want to keep going to the beach.
By the way, the beach was a little strange because I had to give myself a dose of the IV antibiotics while I was there. It’s a 4 step process, 3 of which involve syringes. I tried to hide under my beach towel while doing this, but I felt like an addict or something, hiding injections. It was weird.
I’m just getting by today. Tomorrow’s another day. I’ll make a to-do list or something… Yay! … NOT.