A Much Needed Break

Monday was tough.  The odds were already stacked against me at school with it being a super-short week and unseasonably warm weather. 

I dealt with a student running away from home, a very demanding parent, and watching one of my students totally lose it. 

I cried by 4:00.

Then I drank almost a whole bottle of wine and watched Duck Dynasty.

Then I felt a little bit better.

Tuesday was just nuts at school.  Between it being the last day of school before a long break and trying to get all my planning and copying done before 3:45, it was pretty stressful.

I had to leave at 3:45 so I could race to Columbia to meet with my doctor and get started on another round of treatment.  I'm kind of excited since this is our first round of treatment since my surgery.

When I talked to the doctor about what medicine I would be on, he suggested that since we think he fixed my issues, we take a more aggressive approach.  I think his exact words were, "Well, we can put you on a higher dose of Clomid, or we can give you the rocket fuel."

Rocket fuel.   Hmmm...

I was stuck.  I want to be pregnant so badly, but any time we get to a new stage in this process I get really nervous.

He helped make my decision a little easier by saying, "You got an extra thousand or two just laying around?"

And I said, "Ummm, maybe.  But we should probably hold off on the rocket fuel until Christmas is over."

So I'll be on a higher dose of Clomid this round.  The last time I was on this high of a dosage, I got pretty crazy and had more hot flashes than a menopausal woman.

Something to look forward to I guess.