I’ve been a bad blogger.  Haven’t written a thing since Thursday.  Gosh.   Shame on me.  So, I sent myself to time-out and then gave myself dirty looks and did a lot of accusatory finger pointing. 

Now I feel much better.

So I started my BCPs on Saturday.  Well, actually I started them on Sunday…but I doubled up and took one in the AM and one before bed.  I was supposed to start on Saturday evening after my pre-IVF blood draw that same day.  I completely forgot to get them from the pharmacy.

Whoa, how’s that for starting off an IVF cycle with the right tone?

Anyway, now I’m back on track, and so far I haven’t had to deal with any BCP induced migraines yet.  Emphasize yet.  I’m on day one of my last three days for caffeine before it’s quitsville.  I decided to take all your advice and wean down to one a day and then go off rather than cold turkey of the normal two a day.  I’m supposed to be hearing from nurse Peggy about scheduling my injection training consult before I leave for Florida next Wednesday.

All systems are almost a…

What?  I leave for Florida next Wednesday?  You mean, in like almost a week?  Holy Crud!

So I was going to take my laptop with me, you know for access to downloading pictures, and editing pictures, and most importantly, for blogging.  But I’ve decided not to blog during my trip.   Probably seems like a no-brainer to you all out there, but I really did wrestle with this.  There was a time, say 5 months ago, when I would’ve stayed up until 4AM just to post while on my trip.

I think I had a puppy love crush on blogging.

Blogging is in a different space for me these days.  Don’t get me wrong, I love it still so much.  In fact, I can’t really think how I managed my stress with infertility without it.  Also, I think I have just about the best group of readers there ever was.  You give such funny, insightful, and thoughtful comments that truly make me LOL and get this cool anticipation when I get a new comment.

So, I don’t know.  Maybe I don’t have as much to say these days?  No, that’s definitely not it.  I’m busier?  Well, that’s part of it.  But I think the other part is that I’ve divorced my infertile self for awhile, and I’m not sure that I want a reconciliation before IVF starts.  Probably why I forgot my BCPs.  Probably why, though I feel generally excited about IVF, it’s more like the excitement about randomly catching a good movie on TV you haven’t seen for awhile.

I’ve certainly been more excited about purses lately than IVF.

IVF is scary. 

It’s expensive. 

It’s intensive and intrusive and

completely out of my control. 

I think I need to autopilot this cycle.  Is that even possible?  I want to stay separated from the neurotically hopeful/pessimistic obsessing self this next month and half.  I want to be at peace.

Geesh, I can’t even find the words to describe this…resistance.  Yes, resistance is probably the correct term.  As a therapist, I use that term as pyschobabble about clients who are struggling to stay focused on a particularly painful topic in therapy.

“What are you afraid of by going there?” I might ask them.

What am I afraid of by going down the path of IVF speculation, insights, and blogging?

Ah, this is too easy.

one little dagger of  a word:

HOPE.

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Any tips on keeping sane during this cycle?  Any of you BTDTs have this whole emotionless thing going on too?