I fought the toilet and I won!
Micky and I had a heart to heart on what the deal was with me feeling like she did not want me around anymore. This of course was not the case, it is what my mind makes up. Come to find out she just does not want to say anything other than yes or no type responses in fear of me lashing out and becoming the Wicked Witch. Well we worked it out and I cried it out and we will now go back to having normal conversations.
Today is a better day… seems like bean and cheese burritos have been my lunch for the last two days and stays down. Still cannot really eat dinner, but whatevs. Thank you to everybody for the comments, it helps to know I am not alone.
Went to the IVF doctor today … stood outside the doors of the office for a few mins, trying to decide to go in the bathroom or not. I really had to go pee, but had that feeling of getting sick… the mad dog syndrome where your mouth fills up with saliva. I just did not want to see that public bathroom toilet. Public bathroom toilets make me immediately want to gag. It’s like they are talking to me…and say hey lady puke in me it will be great. I did decide to go pee, and I managed to not make complete eye contact with the toilet. I told the toilet to stick it and I was able to pee and did not gag and get sick! We made it in the office without incident. Today we hugged our IVF doctor goodbye with a picture in hand and the sound of the heartbeat in the back of our minds. It was a great day, but sad we are leaving. We had an awesome doctor and he liked us too.
After this appointment I met up with the nurse of our future OB, which has the male version of my partners name. Fate! The nurse was really nice. She went over everything and she knows my life story now. The intake was insane. She spoke to me about the genetic testing and another test to test for chromosome issues. That freaked me out… another thing to worry about? another test to wait for? When will the worry go away? I feel as soon as one worry is set at ease, they just add another one. We see the actual doctor tomorrow and no more up the who ha ultrasounds anymore!!
On another note… can these boobs get any bigger!
The worry never goes away. I think it gets worse, but maybe it just changes.
Congratulations in your fight with the porcelain thrown.
So happy you all had a heart to heart. You certainly don’t need the stress of that along with everything else! Congrats on graduating from the IVF doc!
It sounds like all good things! As pp said, the worrying never goes away… or so I’ve heard.