Soup and stuff

I'm cooking tomato and red lentil soup whilst blogging. It's a multitasking challenge.
Busy week was had by me. Easier to use titles!
Ultrasound
So I had to travel for this as I couldn't use my regular venue due to the Canberra trip and lack of appointments available. I went the night before as my app. Was at 8.15 in the morning, aaah!
I stayed at a friends house. She was already having a few beverages at the pub when I arrived and there were many text messages from some other friends of ours wondering where I was (running late). I didn't expect so many friends to be there and so one beverage led to another and I was rather merry.
My friend and I got back to her house at 3.30 in the morning. This is not something I cope with well!!
So when I got to the clinic in the wee hours of the morning I was feeling very average.
Dr.B "so Betty how are you today"
Me "Oh not good, I've got a hangover"
DB "Have you taken anything for it"
Me "Nah I don't know where my friend keeps the Panadol and I didn't want to wake her"
DB "Oh we'll sort you out with some of that"
After my scan (lining good, got the go ahead) I went with Sue the nurse to the pan/pill room. While she searched for the panadol she told me to grab a cup and get myself some water, which I did.
She handed me the tablets and walked away but suddenly turned and said "Betty read the side of the cup".
It said SPERM COLLECTION VESSEL.
Even though it was a brand new cup I had to get rid of it. What an awful thought.
Sue laughed at me and told me it was no wonder I had to do IVF if I thought drinking it would help. Eeeww.
I enjoyed the humor though. Laughing temporarily cured me of my hangover!
Canberra
This was a fantastic day and quite an adventure. There was much mingling to do (we knew quite a few people there) and lots of yummy food to eat. The speeches made by the guys who had been stuck in the mine were touching. The P.M's speech was droll but the opposition was very good. John Williamson played Waltzing Matilda and Hey True Blue. We all sang along and it bought a tear to my eye.
Lots of polititians were circulating amongst the crowd. I stood next to John Howard but I didn't feel like chatting to him as I don't agree with his politics. My highlight was a chat and a photo with Peter Garret (ex midnight oil singer now politician-for the readers who are not Australian). Even though I think he has sold out a bit I rather like him, probably more for his music. When Action man and I were 18 or so we broke up for a little while. We got back together at a Midnight Oil concert and played their albums together for years later. We have seen them live a few times and they hold a special spot in the journey of our relationship and of growing up together.
Transfer
Two lovely day 2 embies. One had grown from a 3 cell to 6. The other a 2 cell to 5. Dr.B Is off on his holiday and he said he wants someone from the clinic to text message him if it's positive. I told him to go away and stop worrying about us ladies for two weeks. Wonderful to know that he cares so much though. Wish I was confident but I feel very baseline about this. Don't want to contemplate the wait although it is 2 days less than usual due to artificial FET cycle. Coping O.K with the pessaries though they make my tummy rather unsettled. Better than being psychotic though. Still it's early days.
Holidays
I had an email from a colleague today who wished me well for this latest cycle. She said she thinks about me a lot and has noticed that I don't talk about IVF anymore. I really don't. I guess I just want to be normal and not be a lady with a saga. She also said I was very strong and brave and she admires my determination. It was lovely to receive the comment. I'm not sure I could write or speak how much it means to me to know that someone is understanding the effort I am making. It helps to have it recognised. This road can be so lonely at times.
My collegues are very supportive. Even though I don't say much anymore they can probably tell by my face how things are going. They all know when I have a transfer because I have a day off. I'm sure they know when it fails because it is ever so hard to hide red eyes and a puffy face and eyes that water up at the drop of a hat.


2 more days to go until holidays (and as if I should be counting after just having two days off).
Nothing major planned. Another weekend with my friend from the south while Action Man is working night shift. We are off to see a band. Should be great.
A bushwalk with another friend and a few other outings planned. Mostly I will be researching/planning my new kitchen, something I approach with both love (design, dreams etc) and hate (price price price). I will have to learn the art of compromise.
The soup is complete!