Just a few bits on TV things. First, "American Idol" is such a train wreck this year, more so than previous years, and I've thought the contestants have all sucked for years now. But there are some truly awful ones this go-round, and really, the only one that I like is Crystal, by a mile. She already sings and acts like a pro.
So today is one of my favorite days of the week, because "LOST" is on, and "V" is back! Also, it's not Monday. And look at me, blogging two days in a row. Marc and I are carpooling home together and he's going to be late tonight, so I've got some time to kill.
It seems like lately I've had a hard time fitting in time to blog during my day. Not sure why, as I'm not really that busy, but it might be because Marc and I don't carpool as much lately, so once I'm done for the day I usually go home, instead of killing time at my desk. Marc is super busy these days, so I may just have to do what I'm doing now - write while I'm waiting for him to come home.
So it looks like my employment has been officially extended until the end of May. Which is mostly a good thing, as I'm trying to hold onto my medical insurance for as long as I can (I get coverage throughout my severance as well). The other upside is that my anniversary falls in May, which means I should get an extra two weeks of severance pay.
Well, after my little outburst on Monday, I felt a little better. I had an appointment for abdominal massage and acupuncture (the acupuncture was cancelled since the cycle was cancelled) that afternoon. Even though it's a little weird having someone massage your, as my ex-coworker Christine called it, "jiggly bits," it's still pretty relaxing and I generally just end up sleeping for the duration of it. So that helped me calm down a bit.
I just don't have it in me to be angry anymore, I just really don't. Alright, maybe a little. But enduring over a year of lamenting the unfairness of it all and dealing with the endless frustrations and heartache and wondering can anything ever go right and I am spent. I went in for my suppression check last Friday and they found a nice, big, fat follicle on one of my ovaries and my estradiol level was 120, when it should have been less than 50. I should've started stims on Saturday, but because I clearly wasn't surpressed, no go. My doctor had me up my Lupron doses over the weekend, and I had another blood draw this morning. My estradiol level today was 286. My body is basically saying, "Fuck you, I'm ovulating."
Sunday was my birthday, and we celebrated on Saturday by having a bunch of friends and family over. I can't say I'm thrilled about turning 31, but hey, I'll take any excuse to have a party.
It's Bandit's birthday today! He turns 7, which is just crazy. I still remember the days when he was this goofball adolescent puppy with ears and feet that were too big, and the most raunchy gas on earth.
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