Wednesday, September 28, 2005

September 28, 2005

This weekend was lovely. We went to the city to celebrate our 1st anniversary. The Yankees remained in first place. The Giants lost - not so lovely. My Friday RE appointment was not so hot, nor was the Monday one or today's. I'm not progressing like I did the last time. There's 1/3 the follicles this time. I have four, so I'm good to go for another IVF, but last time they got 15! The RE says that this response is more typical of a 44 year old. I had such high hopes for this cycle. I just felt that it would work. Now, of course, I'm not feeling the same optimism. Strangely though, I do not feel defeated. I will most likely miss a board meeting at work if we are able to go through and have a transfer. Darn!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

September 21, 2005

What a crappy day. I forgot to take my shots before heading to the doctor for bloodwork, etc. So I had to go back home after the Dr appt. That meant driving through the rush hour traffic. I ended up being 45 minutes late for work. What a lovely start to the day. No follicles worth measuring at this point - that has me a little concerned. I guess we'll know better on Friday when I go in again. Color me blue for the day.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

September 20, 2005

I'm tryiing to find a Yankee blue or Giants blue to post in. What a night for NY sports!!! Sadly, I had a bit of a headache - thanks to the fertility drug regimen. I was falling asleep during the games - I was switching back and forth between games while hubby slept. Thank goodness for TIVO!! When I woke up to see a Yankee running down the third base line towards home, his teammates awaiting him - I knew I had missed something great. So - I just hit rewind and I got to see Bubba Crosby's home run! AWESOME! We are only 1/2 back and gaining!! Then my beloved Giants won as well. I must say that Eli Manning looked good, Shockey and Burress as well. I felt a little bad that they beat New Orleans, but not that bad.
So, on with my babymaking. I don't remember the headaches lasting for more than a day the last time. Perhaps it is the new drug they added to the mix. Don't know. Tomorrow I go in for bloodwork and ultrasound to see how many little eggs I'm producing!

Monday, September 19, 2005

September 19, 2005

He's home. He's off today getting a battery of tests at the FDNY medical center. It's so good to have him home. I kept hugging him, touching him, looking at him. I'm happy to see his underwear laying on the floor, his socks on the couch - any sign that he's home with me is a good one. I'm sure a week from now - that stuff will drive me nuts, but for now - it's a beautiful sight!
So now for me, the focus is back on babymaking. I've just started stims for a second IVF cycle. I'm right about at the stage where I get all emotional from the hormones. DH may want to head back to New Orleans if I get too bad!!

Saturday, September 17, 2005

September 17, 2005

He's coming home! He is on the plane. A few more hours. I can't wait to hold him in my arms.

Monday, September 12, 2005

September 12, 2005

Work is busy as all get out. It will slow down after this week - just as hubby comes home - YAY!!

I think that this is a good thing. There was no way Brown could continue on as FEMA head and be successful.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

September 11, 2005

It's hard to believe that it's been 4 years. Today was a beautiful day, just like then. I was pretty much on auto-pilot that day. I spent the day trying to communicate with family, assuring them that my sister, who worked on the 89th floor of 1WTC, was okay. Getting in touch with my mother was the hard part. She was in Ireland. I desperately wanted to reach her before she saw the news. She was off sightseeing and we couldn't get hold of her. She saw it on TV. Some nice man let my uncle, who was with my mother, use his cell phone to call me. When I answered the phone he said "what's going on" to which I responded "who's this?" When I told him my sister was okay, I heard him relay the news. My mother got on the phone and all she was doing was crying.
Today, they had a mass in New Orleans for the FDNY. I know it meant a lot to my husband that they people there made that effort for them. I miss him so much. This is the first anniversary of the attack on which we have not been together. I would like nothing better than to be able to hug him right now. I feel good about what he's doing though. It's hard as hell to be without him, but I know he'll be home soon. Target date is 9/18!!! I can't wait to just have him in my arms and to be in his, to go to sleep listening to him breathe, to smell him, to touch him, to look at him. 7 days. I can do it.

Friday, September 09, 2005

September 9, 2005

What a difference a day makes. I'm feeling so much better today than yesterday. A called last night. We got to talk for a good long time. He is feeling so good about what they are doing. He was "off duty" yesterday. So they went to clear trees off of some of the houses and patch the roofs - I'm still not clear on whether it was fire houses or the firemen's personal homes. He said one of the guys was in tears that they were doing this for them. I think that he is feeling so good about it that it has carried over to me. Today he is on duty again, but I'm not feeling as worried as I had been.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

September 8, 2005

I had a meltdown last night. Over Fantasy Football. Not really - but that's what kicked it off. The stress of my husband being away is kind of getting to me. I hadn't heard from him - still haven't - since early Wednesday morning. He was on his way to the staging area, going on duty as a firefighter. So, I had a good cry over my inability to get into the fantasy football draft. I needed it. The auto-draft ended up giving me a decent team - although a few too many defenses and not enough WRs.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

September 6, 2005

Not a day like any other. Yesterday my husband, along with about 300 of his co-workers, left for New Orleans to assist in the relief effort. My husband is a firefighter. This really led me to start this blog. It seems like a good way to get my feelings down - get them out. I won't post links - I think you all know what they are facing.

So - I'm scared. Are the gangs with the guns still out there? What kind of shots did he get before going? Can you believe that each time I've gotten to talk to him (only twice since he got there) I forgot to ask if they gave them shots! I know he has a roof over his head, a dry place to sleep, water to drink and food (MREs) to eat. But what about disease? What if he gets injured at a fire down there? I have the utmost respect and admiration for military wives. I don't know how they do it.