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CD11: Ooooooooh Hormones.

Posted Sep 05 2012 4:26pm

You so crazy. I now have a patch on my ass that’s as big as the palm of my hand. There is nothing subtle about it as it continuously pumps estrogen into my blood stream.

Well, just as soon as it gets through all my ass fatness (assness?).

The hormonal train has left the station, folks. Nausea. Migraines. And a general feeling like I’m going to burst into tears at any given moment. Thankfully, I manage to keep the meltdowns in check… well, mostly.

I think it’s time to whip out our old friend, Keiko Ka-Boom again:

Keiko Kaboom

Oh yes, totally appropriate to bring this back out.

I went to one of the most beautiful weddings I have ever been to this past weekend, in the Finger Lakes of New York. The bride read Billy Collins’ Litany to her groom. Sweet Jesus – just typing about this gets me choked up. (The poem is a stunningly beautiful read.)

Then there was the discussion with Larry yesterday morning about financing this cycle (again) where I burst into tears, blaming myself for our financial instability (again). A lot of you helped me out by telling me your cheesiest knock-knock jokes . And Larry also shared a joke with me via text that is entirely too inappropriate to post here that gave me quite the hearty laugh I needed. It involves penises and your mom. I’ll just leave it at that. I promise it’s hysterical.

And then there was watching Masterchef last night… {Spoilers ahead.} The fact that Christine is now in the top two and Gordon Ramsey asked her, “Who would you dedicate your cookbook to if you win?” and she says: “I would dedicate this book to my mom. She died when I was 14 so she never taught me her recipes. I’ve been trying recreate her recipes by taste ever since then.” Folks, she’s blind. This home cook is blind. {End Spoilers.}

My G-d, doesn’t that just wreck you?


Just me? Just the estrogen?

Ha, oh, ok.

CD12 ultrasound scheduled for tomorrow morning. Have my first ever acupuncture appointment scheduled for Friday at 3pm.

And somewhere in this mix, I imagine another 3-4 crying jags, easily.

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