That's been the story of my life the past couple of weeks. Having surgery severely limited me to what I can and can't do and it's driving me bonkers! I hate the fact that we have a yard full of leaves, but I can't rake them. I can't pull my near-dead flowers out of the flower gardens. I can't take the laundry up or down the stairs. I can't clean the aquariums by myself. There's not too much I can do. It's ridiculous!!
My poor little car was the chew toy for our local squirrels. Thank goodness I was referred to an amazing transmission shop. Long story short, they had to replace a wiring harness and the oxygen sensor. The great part: I got it all taken care of in just a few short days and for a fraction of what F.ire.st.on.e would have charged me. Plus, the guys at the place are just a great group to deal with. They're thorough and fast, but provide quality service at a fraction of the price. They'll definitely be my go-to place if we have any other car problems.
This past weekend we have insanely crazy Colorado weather. Granted, I should be used to it after living in NoDak, but honestly, it was still a shocker. Last week, we had mid-70s. By the weekend, we were lucky to see highs in the upper 20s. Not to mention the crazy freezing fog, snow, and poor visibility. There were so many accidents on the interstate and surrounding roads. They even had to close part of the interstate due to super icy conditions! Now today, we're expecting highs in the 50s! I thought the Dakota's had rapid weather changes. I think Colorado tops it.
As for the TTC front...yeah that's been non-existant. According to my temps, I've already O'd and AF should be arriving next week sometime. I guess that's a good thing in a way. I have my post-op appointment next week and then will most likely be starting Fe.mar.a. The more I think about the left tube issues, the more I almost wonder if she had the same issue that the doctor had when I had my HSG. The first time, he didn't get the balloon in far enough and only my right tube filled and spilled. The second time around, he got it in far enough and then the left filled up just fine. I almost wonder if she didn't get the balloon in far enough or whatnot. I plan on bringing it up with her then.
The more Hubby and I discussed doing IVF, the more at peace I feel with it. Yeah, that's going to mean a lot of time on the roads driving to Texas, but I really don't feel depressed or upset with it. It's almost like I somehow knew it would come down to that. Almost like I expected it, even though I held out hope that the Lap would magically make me super-fertile myrtle. This whole TTC/IF journey has changed me, but I think it's in a good way. I'm not bitter; I'm not angry; I'm not in denial. I'm comfortable with the choice we've made. It's another step in the right direction, and I'm actually excited for it.
