I’ve been kept on my toes this week! Just when it feels like I have a plan, bham! Something comes along to throw it all of balance
1) this week my car needed a service, leaving me carless with a toddler for a whole day. We only ever stay in if little p is unwell. But, having no car will not stop us getting out and about. There’s a lovely little park just 20 mins walk away. Cue typical April showers, torrential rain, hail and strong winds. So instead we spent a day painting, baking, building with play dough,playing chase and hide and seek.
2) little p has a morning at nursery and I decide to book a hot stone massage, my idea of pure bliss. When I arrive it seems to be a surprise, alarm bells start ringing and panic sets in, they are not expecting me. After some email searching the lady realises she didn’t book me in. But, instead offers me a neck, back and shoulder massage almost as good, but I’d have preferred someone with warm hands. When I leave I still have time for a hot chocolate and my kindle. But, no! Wait! While I’ve been having a relaxing massage little P’s nursery and my husband have been calling. Cue a day spent having a cut on his head glued, then reglued later in the day after he’s picked it all off.
Still with me? Well done
3) today is cd1 and the day little p is having jab number 1 of 2 for meningitis b. So, out comes the calendar to plan when jab number 2 will be. It’s then I realise this is the month I’d expected to start treatment, but as we’ve not yet had the injection training we have to wait until next cycle. As I look at possible dates for DR stims and possible EC I realise there is a real possibility that EC could be the same day we plan to go away for the weekend. What am I going to do? I can’t comprehend putting it off for yet another month. So, here it seems my plans are falling apart. I’m kind of hoping my clinic will allow me to DR for a little longer than needed so we can push EC back a week or so. And if not… Well I guess I’ll just have to make new plans.
For now my happy feet will keep on dancing.