Estrace Day 9 - CD 1
Haiku Hotel
burr grinder whirls
cats and sun both rise early
red trickle flows out
Our town has a noise ordinance, whereby gardeners aren't supposed to "get started" with their gas mowers and blowers til 8AM or later. Somehow the morons that work our street are without watches, sense of time, or sense of decency. It's not enough that the cats make a play ground of our bed each morning at the crack of dawn. I really did want to sleep in today. I tried. But between Gigi and Coco loudly wrestling between my legs while I tried (in vain) to sleep and the freaking gardeners and their noise machines, I'm up earlier than I'd hoped.
So, as you've guessed, the bitch has arrived. Sigh. I'd hoped that she'd wait one more day but, hell...as if any of us have control over the whims of our respective uteri? As soon as the clinic opens I'll call and get the time for my U/S tomorrow, and then I'll send the dreaded email to my new employer to tell them that I will have to come in on Monday instead.
How.Freaking.Embarrassing.
Labels: IVF3 Take 3, The Hell that IVF Is
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Haiku Hotel"