Brief Updates on Life

Sitting in the BWI airport, waiting to fly home. Larry’s great-aunt passed away Tuesday and we drove down from MA to NJ Wednesday night and then from NJ to MD for the funeral. I have to be at work tomorrow, so I’m flying back tonight and he’s driving back in the late morning tomorrow. Aunt B’s funeral was really just… hauntingly beautiful and serene. My heart breaks every time I think of Uncle N: 61 beautiful years of marriage. Larry and I lived near them when we lived in MD and made it a point to visit when we could. It was not unexpected; she was given a year to live six years ago, but she declined sharply in the last 6 months. It’s just very sad, and another thing I can add to the “Things That Sucked in 2009” List. It’s a long list.

On a lighter note: my sister’s 2nd ultrasound went well. Things are going swimmingly for Otter and her Spud. I am excited to see her at Christmas. So far, no need for an amniocentisis, and that’s wonderful news given her age.

Work is… work. It’s a paycheck, housing and health insurance at this point. I have come to the firm decision I will no longer be a doormat to my bully of a supervisor, and quite frankly, I’m a better person than my supervisor and will not let my supervisor win. Bullying is not a management style- it’s a personality flaw, and I’m simply not going to take the passive-aggressive bullshit anymore. I’m digging in my heels and ready to fight the fight, if need be.

Larry’s been applying for some more full-time work since he knows how unhappy I am at my job. He’s got two apps out right now, so if you can put the good vibes out there in the universe for him, it would be much appreciated. Also… his birthday is Monday! It’ll be the 12th birthday of his I’ve spent with him… nuts. I have some serious shopping I need to do before then 🙂

On the IF front… I’ve been much more open to the idea of adoption rather spontaneously in the last few days. Not sure why, but maybe I’m not meant to be pg. I really worry about whether or not I could successfully carry a pregnancy to term – just a weird gut feeling I’ve had in the last couple of weeks. As much as it would be a healing process for me, I just don’t know if it’s a realistic goal. DE/IVF is scary, just in terms of what you have to go through medically, and I don’t know if physically, I’m really up for that. And if it failed, or worse yet, I miscarried… the emotional and financial damage could be irreparable.

I have a regular 6-week thyroid  checkup on Monday with my RE. I’m not looking forward to it. Despite the dosage increase over the last 6 weeks, symptomatically, I feel worse. I had my b/w done yesterday (with a juicy lookin bruise on my hand… I look like a junkie) and I’m not confident that the numbers will be what I hope they will (in the 2-3 range). I’m betting they’ll be over 5 again. I haven’t hit my sweet spot TSH level yet, and honestly, after 9 months of treatment and yo-yo-ing on Levoxyl dosages and TSH values, I’m starting to get pretty fucking impatient. Add to the fact that my doctor basically said it’s useless to try and take care of anything related to my weight right now b/c of my thyroid being unstable, and well, I’m not feeling to great about my health. I’m a terribly impatient person and I might need to seek a second opinion to see if I can’t move this on a faster track. At the very least, I might need to seriously reconsider again supplementing this with some TCM and acupuncture.

Well, this wasn’t brief at all. I’ll write more in the coming days… I’ve got some interesting initial thoughts and observations on the donor selection process now that we’ve registered with a couple of databases online. Weird stuff, man, weird.

For now, time to board. I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed tonight.