Thursday, September 07, 2006

I am officially suffering from retarded side effects. I have read the labels on the Follistem and there is nothing noted about being exceptionally tired and hungry. All the time. Day. Night. Bed at 9:00. Sleeping until 7:30. Tummy growling.

I don't remember this from round 1. Selective memory? Maybe. Hubby doesn't recall this, either. Oh, I forgot to mention the headaches, but that's because it's the one thing I have that IS on the label warning........

As this is taking on the complete template of a bitch and moan session, I may as well add on that I am already sick of poking myself twice a day. And this is the beginning of the road!!! There are many more shots to be had!!

Today I started the second medication, a pill called Doxycycline. Don't ask me what it's for because I don't know. Isn't that sad? I think my form of denial is ignorance. If I just do what they tell me to when they tell me to do it without thinking about it then I won't get all worked up or concerned or worried. Yeah, right. that's total bs.

OK. I realize I should let all this go out of my fingers, onto the page, away away away.
My mom brought up that after the implantation it is probably not a good idea to walk up 2 flights of stairs to my apartment. Jeez. I kinda thought about that but now it's a growing seed in the garden of what if's. I'll have to ponder that some more.

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