Sorry For Being Gone For So Long

Sorry I haven't posted lately. When my Brain isn't mush, I've been too busy or too tired to pull my thoughts together.

My good friend suffered another early miscarriage after a FET. I was so disappointed and sad at first then angry. When things like this happen, you want to get angry at someone or something because it doesn't make sense.

Another friend of ours had her first FET and I was on pins and needles awaiting her beta and u/s results.
So far so good but you almost want to hold your breath until that person gets pass the first trimester.
The first trimester is Hell for us battling the Infertility Devil, even if you aren't the one going through it.

Finally, a friend going through IUI with injectables got her big BFP! great numbers!!!!
I hope that she breezes through early pregnancy and can relax.

Yes I get emotionally involved in this. It's not the pregnancy hormones either. I am and have been these women. I know how it feels. I can relate to the pain.
Infertility whether it is by unknown or known causes will change you.
Like any other disease, you can be changed by it.

The week after my rib contusion, Husband and I finally went on our long awaited Babymoon.
Funny thing, As soon as we landed I finally began to really feel pregnant.
My feet began to swell
My belly had a growth spurt
And my walk with gazelle like strides (lol) had become a waddle
I short distances became miles and I got stuck in a seat in the lobby of the resort

Tons of activities at the resort, many I couldn't partake in.
My two biggest feats were going on a manatee boat tour and getting into the pool without the help of Husband.

It had to look quite funny, I sat on the edge of the pool and attempted to plop in the welcoming waters.
Thought I was looking cute with my black and white maternity swimwear.
My god I almost had to roll to get in. Why didn't I use the shallow end?!
I had to lean forward with arms stretched out and have Husband drag my hugeness off the ledge and into the pool.
Okay I look like a mams manatee!
I betcha that wasn't cute at all!

After a swim I injured the other side of my back, once again while coughing.
I was in the elevator and there was this kid that smelled like chlorine and body funk.
Hey, super smelling powers come with pregnancy
Once he got off , I sneezed and coughed almost simultaneously.
OUCH!!! I pulled something.
I laid on the bed with my back twisted with pain.
The following day Husband arranged for me to have a prenatal massage at the spa.
OOh, it was so so good!
They gave me tea with honey and fruit as I waited in the lounge.
The massage was delightful
At that time it was better than sex!!!!
I wanted it to go on and on. lol!
The baby boy inside me started to roll around as if he was enjoying it too.
Damn, it was good.

Okay update on the twins,
baby girl is slightly bigger than baby boy
Both are doing well and becoming more and more active
Husband finally felt movement from the outside and it just added to his performance anxiety. lol!
Finally registered for the shower.
It really isn't as much fun as I thought it would be.
I'm a bit conservative about things and only registered for what is needed.
Sometimes it's a bit of a sensory overload.
Starting to ramble, I'll be back this week with more random thoughts.

Ouch! contusion vs minor fracture

Well, I have been battling a nasty cold/cough for a few weeks.
My OB instructed me to use musinex to get a productive cough so I could get rid of some of the junk that has been plaguing me.
My cough had gotten much better and it seemed that my cold was finally clearing.
Wednesday morning I had an appointment for a followup ultrasound to check it my low lying placenta had moved up a bit.
I woke up, started my teapot, and started my morning ritual of clearing my sinuses and coughing up mucus (yuk).
I usually feel so much better after this and stay pretty clear for the rest of the day.
Well as I walked to the bathroom, I had one hell of a cough.
Things were clearing up and I had one more productive final cough.

POP!!!!
I saw lights and white spots before my eyes.
PAIN!
Dear Lord, I really hurt something in my back!
The back of my ribcage felt like it was on fire!
I stood up and took a deep breath.
Okay, I still could breath without pain but my back.
Hopped into the shower and left the warm water soothe my back.
I thought maybe I pulled something got dressed and headed over to the ultrasound office.
The pain was still there and it hurt to walk.
I told the receptionist that I think I hurt my back.
Told the Ultrasound tech that I think I hurt my back.
They helped my unto the table and both babies looked fine.
I think the fact that they were okay and moving around made me feel so good I almost forgot the pain.
The techs told me to see my OB or family doctor after I left.
Well, it was wednesday and both offices were closed.
Called the chiropractor that handled my acupuncture before my FET and he was able to see me at 6pm.
Got home and laid down for the rest of the day before my appointment.
I was in so much pain something had to be wrong.
Chiropractor didn't think my rib was cracked and gave me a treatment.
I did feel better and thought it would get better by the next day.
Woke up in so much pain.
Okay!
I needed help.
After talking to the OB on the phone, it was decided that I should go to the triage at the hospital.
Husband rushed home and took me there.
I was sent to the "Fast Track" treatment that was for non life threatening injuries.
Husband helped me into my gown and I laid on the table praying I didn't have to cough. If I did there would be some screaming to be heard.
Before the nurse or doctor even came, a woman with a clipboard entered the room and asked Husband if she could have a minute to speak with me.
Okay?
She introduced herself as a battered woman's counselor and wanted to know if I had been battered or threatened
 WTF!
 She said that regardless of what I came into the ER for, she gives women a chance to express if they had any concerns. She wasn't even nice. I started laughing and told her that I hurt myself while coughing. She wanted to know if I had been in abusive relationships in the past etc, etc. I assured her that I hadn't and that this was a freak accident and thanked her.
Woman didn't even crack a smile. She was stoned faced.
She stated that it was routine for her to meet with women regardless of what they came to the ER for.
I was a bit offended!
Naw, I was offended!

My poor husband, he's such a gentle man.
He's my bald pudgeball with a cherub's face!
I might have let my temper flare and make her feel a bit threatened.
Sorry I'm a bit ticked.

Well, the Dr examined me and they checked me to make sure my lungs hadn't been damaged.
They could not determine if my rib had a crack or it I had a contunsion.
Even with xray,a rib would have to be seriously broken(almost in two) for them to determine that.
On nurse stated that she broke ribs in her last pregnancy due to the baby kicking.

After conferring with my OB, it was decided that I probably cracked or bruised a rib with the violent coughing .
The only thing to do is to treat my pain and have me use a incentive spirometer to keep my lungs healthy.
It kinda like a guage that I blow into to exercise my lungs.
When you have pain you tend to take shallower breaths and that could lead to pneumonia.

The Dr. was really nice and pregnant herself. She assured me that things would be okay.
I was given a prescription for Norco which was a slight narcotic but it was safe for me at this time.
The only side effect might be me feeling the babies move a little lesser because they do get a small bit of the medicine.
I was given 2 norcos before being discharged.
I did worry about the babies.
Husband took me out to dinner and I was still lucid.
I felt the babies get excited when the warm cheddar biscuits arrived!
Made me feel much better.
By the end of dinner, I was loopy as heck but the babies were quite active.
I kinda think that the pain I felt effected them too and they also welcomed the relief.
Woke up this morning feeling so,so much better.
It still hurts when I cough but I think we are on the road to recovery.
I don't even mind this incident as long as the babies are okay.