I'm having total moments of spazzyness today. I'm prepping for tomorrow's United Way kick off (2 employee sessions, ~250 employee's each) and keep finding more loose ends to tie up. I needed to send the final UW powerpoint to our COO as he is kick off the meeting. The pitch was 11 megs and there was no way I was going to put our COO in mail jail. I figured I needed to find a web location, which I did and had someone add it online. Now all I had to do was forward Mr. Big Wig the link. I typed out my email quickly, added the link and pressed send. When I glanced over at the webpage where the link resided, I realized that the date on the title read 1008. The first thing that ran through my mind was "OMG I just send Mr. Big Wig a link with last year's presentation." I gave myself a heart attack for at least 15 seconds while I realized that no, I had just departed from my normal naming convention and that the package was indeed the correct one. Ugh. Its stupid- this is not a big deal and I have NO idea why I'm making it into one.
In addition to UW, I keep finding things I have to do and meetings I have to move so that I can get away with being out on Friday. Thats right, the big retrieval is Friday. My follicles were all between 16's and 26's, E2 = 2192, and P4 = 1.7. Tonight I'll have fun with two vials of Menopur and enjoy an extra stick of Ovidrel.
I'm so excited that this part of the process is going to be over. No more drugs, no more mood swings, no more blood draws. My arms look like I'm an addict thanks to bright green bruises down my arms from the blood draws. The hardest part of this ending is that reality is setting in- I'm not carrying this baby, Janet is. I didn't think that I would feel like this- perhaps its just the hormones.
6 years ago