So I am traveling for work and I am registered to attend a huge conference and, frankly, I don’t want to do anything. I just want to park myself in my room and look at my navel.
Emotionally, I feel as if I am in some kind of holding pattern. I feel as if all I do is wait. I am waiting for surgery, waiting for recovery, waiting to begin the TTC and then, the ultimate wait, some might say, is the TWW. Basically, I miss being on the hamster wheel.
I know that the surgery may increase my chances to conceive but it is hard to keep sight of that sometimes.
On the other hand, I know that this is just a moment in time and that this too shall pass.
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Planes, Trains, Automobiles, and the OR?
Okay, I promised myself that I would not post about my job and, believe me I am usually quite good at demonstrating restraint, but I can't resist this one story.
Two days ago my boss came to me and asked if I would travel to Europe for the job in October. I know this may sound glamorous, but keep reading...
She wants me to go to Europe to represent the organization at a two day meeting the week of my surgery. She wants me to spend four days abroad and arrive back in the U.S two days before my surgery, which she knows all about. I told her that I was scheduled to have blood work done at the hospital during that time, so I did not think I could make it. And her response was, "can you call your doctor, change the date of your blood work, and make the trip?"She was not apologetic about her request. She would really like to go to this very important meeting, but she has a 'conflict'.
I think my conflict is a little more pressing. I don't want to arrive back in the U.S. exhausted, jet-lagged, with airborne germs floating in my system two days before my first surgery. If I have a cold the day of my surgery, it may have to be rescheduled. Don't I have enough anxiety to deal with? I am dying to get back to my copious egg counting and egg drop drama hampster wheel.
Needless to say, I said, no, but I know she will ask me at least two more times before October.
Two days ago my boss came to me and asked if I would travel to Europe for the job in October. I know this may sound glamorous, but keep reading...
She wants me to go to Europe to represent the organization at a two day meeting the week of my surgery. She wants me to spend four days abroad and arrive back in the U.S two days before my surgery, which she knows all about. I told her that I was scheduled to have blood work done at the hospital during that time, so I did not think I could make it. And her response was, "can you call your doctor, change the date of your blood work, and make the trip?"She was not apologetic about her request. She would really like to go to this very important meeting, but she has a 'conflict'.
I think my conflict is a little more pressing. I don't want to arrive back in the U.S. exhausted, jet-lagged, with airborne germs floating in my system two days before my first surgery. If I have a cold the day of my surgery, it may have to be rescheduled. Don't I have enough anxiety to deal with? I am dying to get back to my copious egg counting and egg drop drama hampster wheel.
Needless to say, I said, no, but I know she will ask me at least two more times before October.
Friday, September 14, 2007
TGIF
I promised myself that I would not blog about my job, but I am must confess that I am happy that it is Friday. What can I say? It was just 'one of those weeks.'
Do you ever have weeks like that?
Do you ever have weeks like that?
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