I felt very strange once Grub was on board. Like I was carrying something so very precious that it scared me. I took it easy on the sofa for 36 hours or so and then began pottering.
2 days after transfer (referred to hereafter as 2dp5dt which means 2 days past a 5 day transfer) I went out for lunch with my mum and sister. All afternoon I felt some pain in my left ovary (the one with the cyst) and a generally heavy and full feeling in my womb. I tried not to read too much into it.
3dp5dt was Mothering Sunday. Hmmmm. I had a rotten day. With everything going on I had forgotten to get my mum a present so H and I went to Marks and Spencers to get her something. In the shop I had a bit of a breakdown. I couldn't stop the tears. We had to grab a simple bunch of flowers and come home. I felt so depressed I could hardly lift my head up. I was utterly convinced it hadn't worked.
4dp5dt was an ok day. I pottered at home and made some tiaras. I felt more cheerful on the whole. I took H to the local hospital to have his wrist looked at again.
Thursday, 26 March 2009
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