Debbie Downer
Not much to say.
Busy. Worried. Bored.
Am either getting used to the symptoms, or they've pretty much stopped.
Still checking the paper, and questioning every little crampy/gassy type twinge I feel.
Appointment is this coming Friday, the 23rd.
That is quite too long to have to wait.
I am impatient.
I truly do feel that we won't see anything viable.
I am steadfastly refusing to go the natural route this time.
My last m/c took 6 weeks, and was still incomplete. I was miserable.
I am intending to plan the medical intervention(s) around my midterm school break if nothing happens on its own by then.
Assuming, of course, that we don't see a heartbeat. Which we probably won't. But if we do, then I'll feel happy, if not stupid (for assuming the worst).
Then again, I may spend the next two or three days in utter misery wondering why I complained about "no symptoms" in the first place.
I hate not being in control.
Busy. Worried. Bored.
Am either getting used to the symptoms, or they've pretty much stopped.
Still checking the paper, and questioning every little crampy/gassy type twinge I feel.
Appointment is this coming Friday, the 23rd.
That is quite too long to have to wait.
I am impatient.
I truly do feel that we won't see anything viable.
I am steadfastly refusing to go the natural route this time.
My last m/c took 6 weeks, and was still incomplete. I was miserable.
I am intending to plan the medical intervention(s) around my midterm school break if nothing happens on its own by then.
Assuming, of course, that we don't see a heartbeat. Which we probably won't. But if we do, then I'll feel happy, if not stupid (for assuming the worst).
Then again, I may spend the next two or three days in utter misery wondering why I complained about "no symptoms" in the first place.
I hate not being in control.
posted by Julie at 5:33 AM
5 Comments:
Ah...the ever-elusive control. I'm a queen of this territory. Distraction is key. Can you escape to a spa or something? Get a manicure? Shop? Anything to get your mind off of "it?"
I've got my fingers crossed for you.
Woh-woh...
That's the sound my husband makes for me - you know, Debbie Downer.
He does it a lot.
I'm sending you as much positive energy as I can muster to help you get through the week. I hope it flies by and the results are nothing but good. Remember that you've got support around here, no matter what happens.
Ann
Well I am here along with you so I won't bother even blogging about it except to say 'what she said'.
Don't feel stupid for expecting the worst. The worst has happened to you more than once.
I wonder if there is a way to be horribly pessimistic without it encroaching onto your everyday life?
I always say, expect the worst and anything else is a happy sirprise:)
I used to say, 'look for the good in a situation/person and you will find it.' Oh well....
buck up, little camper!
sorry. that's all i've got. sorry everything feels sucky.
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