Back on the hormones again (to be read to the tune of "Back in the Saddle again"). I think my body, particularly my brain, acclimated back to the hormones immediately!
I have become... CLUELESS... I am now what I would absolutely call "flighty". I can't hold my train of thought, concentrate and sometimes I even have a hard time spelling.
Photo courtesy of Chic and Charming (I just had a hard time spelling "courtesy")
Sunday morning, I was out running errands. I took a different route to the Home Economist Market and ended up driving several miles past my turn before I even realized I was driving aimlessly. I attribute this to the lack of stress I feel right now... I was just taking a Sunday drive.
That's right my friends, I said LACK OF STRESS! You should be so proud of me because I told my boss NO on Friday when he tried to get me to take the lead on another project using a technology I've never worked with, IVR (the phone robots we all hate). But, I digress from the subject at hand.
After my Sunday morning errands I got back home and realized I didn't get trash bags. Trash bags were very important to my goals for the rest of the day: declutter the house.
I grabbed my keys and drove the 3 blocks to the grocery store to pick up trash bags... and about 5 other items (because who can really go to the store and only pick up the single item they intended).
It was just past church time, which means the store was extremely busy. I waited in line for a while and finally got to my own personal uScan - self check out - only to realize my purse was not on my arm.... Where was my purse? I had breezed through the store so fast I know I didn't put it down in the store. Did I leave my purse in the car???
My favorite employee at the grocery was working the uScan station. He knows my name, always greets me with recognition, sometimes waving across the store and always has a smile. Do you have any strangers in your life like that? A person you don't know but you know, and when you see them you feel pleased? Anyway, that's how I feel about my favorite employee at the grocery store... and again, I digress. Point being, I left my basket with him while I went to find my purse.
Long story, less long, I had left my purse at home. I had only grabbed my keys when I left the house in such a spontaneous fashion. Home I went, grabbed my purse, went back to the store, yadda, yadda, yadda.
I've had a hard time concentrating and have gotten my cliche's wrong. Yesterday on a work call I was thanking everyone for "turning on the speed of a dime".... yeah, that didn't make sense, but everyone knew what I meant.
Also, my monitoring appointment was yesterday. Normally, as many of you know, I work from home. I needed to be in the office for meetings yesterday so I had to go in straight from my appointment at the RE.
My instructions were to wait until after my monitoring appointment to do my injections. I had a plan... I took my injectables into the doctors office with me and as I was getting dressed after my ultrasound I did my injections. But since I was going straight to the office I had to keep the vials cool. I had a small cloth lunch bag and used that to keep the medicine and put in the work refrigerator. I noted to myself (but not on paper) not to forget them when I left the office.
Well, as I was leaving, a business partner was leaving and we talked all of the way out of the building. I was 4 blocks from my house when I realized my medicine was still in the refrigerator at work... You know what comes next - U-turn.
So my monitoring appointment yesterday revealed 7 follicles all under 10. The doctor (not my doctor) told me "it will be a while" before retrieval time. I am continuing more of the same from my protocol. This means I'll continue my adventures as the modern day Cher, from Clueless...
What flighty adventures will I get into next?