Joy you've written so eloquently about the heartache of all this. That article is very good too, I'm almost tempted to post it on my t'other place public page, but I probably won't. I know what you mean about the bad luck thing. I often catch myself thinking well I've waited very patiently so far so surely it's my turn soon! It doesn't work like that does it. Do you think it's a hangover from being brought up to wait patiently?! I always felt I was a lucky person, and this has taken that away from me, but it also made me reflect on the people who don't grow up feeling that, who feel unlucky and left out from day one of their lives. Which gives me the vague thought of wanting to do something to help but then I remember I'm in no fit state to help anyone else, it takes all my energies to hang on my my fingernails. And I'm completely taken aback that friends who know your history choose to use words like that. It's completely insensitive, I think that would have floored me. I'm glad the cyst may well have gone. Can you opt not to take that drug next time, try a different one?
I think I'm a bit like you Pout I have definitely let certain friendships slide out of the knowledge that they are very gushy people and it would just hurt too much to keep hearing about their happy families. I can cope with hearing of the practicalities, or the difficulties! You are definitely not a bad person for thinking those thoughts, we all do it. Don't be too hard on yourself. What's your current approach to the whole thing?
Oh Nelly, I'm sorry you did put get a quick ironidiff post anti-b's. I am well jell of your current location, and I hope that is seriously helping to smooth this week. Athens may still be the ticket.
Fox lovely, I'm thinking of you loads and willing the hormones to settle back down so you feel back towards your usual self soon. I hope they give you enough time to make the right choices for you.
AF came in full flow yesterday and it was all clotty and dark and not healthy looking, and I was in just one of the deep funks of I've got a mangled womb, and dodgy embryos, and it's never going to happen, the op hasn't changed anything, and I just want it all to stop. Logic doesn't come in to it sometimes does it, it's just giant tsunami of emotions which knocks you over. I was begging DH to let us stop and he just looked so crushed it made so sad.
Critter I have to thank you because I did read your post and it reminded me I hadn't exercised much in the last week, so did the tracy anderson dance thing and it definitely helped. Also I liked that you said that you choose not to socialise too much. I also do this but usually thinking that I 'ought' to be socialising more, it's nicer to think of it as a positive choice.
Ray how lovely are you popping round to your neighbour. You are so sweet and I bet she loves talking to you and eating cake. I think the thing about a life with kids and grand kids is that it gives life a certain momentum and busyness - my granny when she was old would still talk about 'what's next' because there was always a stage, or event, or happening for somebody to focus on. That's what I dread just a future of repetitive years, all the same, only punctuated by holidays.
So the 30 day challenge - well people what are you going to do? I'm trying to do through August learning a few German words everyday. Just a few, cause I keep going on holiday to where they speak this, and I don't speak a word, and I'd love to speak it. I have so far learnt how to order the bill, ask where people are from, and announce my name etc. Yesterday I was in such a foul mood I learnt the German words for st and f*g c**p 