tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6347925060371377112024-03-05T02:03:14.797-08:00Bitter is the new BlackOur bodies betrayed us, but we're not going down without a fight!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-34200845180618045452010-08-30T13:07:00.000-07:002010-08-30T13:42:33.539-07:00Hatefulness and IgnoranceThe other day while talking to a girl that used to work with my husband, I was painfully reminded of just how ugly people can be on the inside even when their exterior is beautiful. After being nosy and flat out asking "where were our kids" and "shouldn't you have a couple by now?" this girl tells me that the reason people are infertile is because God is angry with them and that they must have done something wrong to deserve infertility. By this time my mouth is hanging open, astonished and blood boiling. D quickly took hold of the situation by saying something like "look, you need a refill on your wine" and quickly whisked me away, and then he promptly praised me for not hitting that bitch.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-12505546933775173542010-07-21T12:13:00.000-07:002010-07-21T12:33:17.019-07:00Just something that has to come out<div style="text-align: center;">I don't know what was harder<br /><br />My brother telling me that him and his fiance were pregnant<br />(we still haven't told them about our infertility)<br /><br />or<br /><br />My brother telling us that they had lost the baby and me and J holding our brother while we all cried and he begged for his baby back.<br /><br />I have never been so raw<br /><br />The pain was tangible<br /><br />Now I have to go buy flowers to take to my soon to be sister-in-law who had her d&c today<br /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-17945437038092874072010-05-13T07:08:00.000-07:002011-08-05T09:50:24.259-07:00Just a Rant<div style="text-align: center;">I am so not looking forward to our appointment with the RE. It seems like every time we go to a doctor, our prognosis gets worse and worse. You just mention IF and this is what happens to our bank account:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigL4iX_wxGoo1Fl-t4SMfLKwLoBadQYyOMFmHQjmV3_GJDcDPmO1VcN98f7YwxWLQNFF2yXWgWFvghVcSRi-FX22TAlQbG8BypBycA7JfnCRl2nYJGtPCWtMNPOdkest7NqjhURyh7YI8/s1600/money-vacuum.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigL4iX_wxGoo1Fl-t4SMfLKwLoBadQYyOMFmHQjmV3_GJDcDPmO1VcN98f7YwxWLQNFF2yXWgWFvghVcSRi-FX22TAlQbG8BypBycA7JfnCRl2nYJGtPCWtMNPOdkest7NqjhURyh7YI8/s320/money-vacuum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470777389829770098" border="0" /></a>It's like little bombs explode and rain shit down on us <span style="font-weight: bold;">every time</span> we step through a doctors door.<br /><br />The first one wasn't that shocking to us, we already knew we were screwed on the insurance end. I mean you even mutter infertility under your breath and insurance companies laugh and hang up in your face.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><br /></a>I'm sorry we found no sperm<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s320/EXPLOSION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470758515202828754" border="0" /></a><br />I can't seem to locate the vas deferens<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 164px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s320/EXPLOSION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470758515202828754" border="0" /></a>Your only chance of getting pregnant is IVF with ICSI but since CBAVD is mostly caused by CF you will want to have PGD testing done. Your other option is using DS and trying IUI and then IVF if that doesn't work and OMG<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 82px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s320/EXPLOSION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470758515202828754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 115px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s320/EXPLOSION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470758515202828754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s1600/EXPLOSION.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 164px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0eDYj7uybM9VP2BaOTyDX-i1ICGIrQVIEy-JxLx82XA1sYoPzhmc6c7dZeZusV3iLb5BlJpPIeM8VD3K9LRRDahuVF_NIogvwr2ibNXCOLCbm-IPo3bLA2R1JHQWS4MNNR1fkDMCf8Ek/s320/EXPLOSION.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470758515202828754" border="0" /></a>I am just waiting for them to tell me that I have no viable eggs.<br /><br />::this rant now over::<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-35551167084111190642010-04-08T08:36:00.000-07:002010-04-08T09:14:35.206-07:00Curtains for Protection of Infertiles<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShzJSXEQbf2LTFQ6Ch06XuXjyXucj-G1Rd4zraNpx18jnmmsZjRUngHK1_PNWR53a023fMIXoUBbohX1uoHgmUE5MzwN1ssRGsHhnOGZ4yWio-qG4aackb55hyphenhyphenkWfIXsCUZA86VDgVVU/s1600/IMG_1660.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjShzJSXEQbf2LTFQ6Ch06XuXjyXucj-G1Rd4zraNpx18jnmmsZjRUngHK1_PNWR53a023fMIXoUBbohX1uoHgmUE5MzwN1ssRGsHhnOGZ4yWio-qG4aackb55hyphenhyphenkWfIXsCUZA86VDgVVU/s400/IMG_1660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457797425748772514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is a picture of my front door taken from my desk at work. I usually like being able to see everyone walking by, exchanging waves of hello with all of the people that work in the lawyers office next door as they scurry back and forth between their main office which is to the right of me and a secondary office/storage that is all the way at the end of the hall to the left of my office. However, lately I have been having issues with my windows. See, there is a <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >VERY</span> pregnant woman that works over there, and I swear to you that she walks up and down the hall in front of my office 20 effing times a day, and always, when I am actually up at my desk. And every time she passes her huge pregnant belly mocks me. <span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >seriously.it.mocks.me.</span> So as she is preparing to welcome her bundle of joy (I hate that expression btw) my husband and I are preparing to go see the RE and talk about just <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >how much more</span> it's going to put us into <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >debt</span> just for the<span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="font-size:130%;">chance</span></span> to get pregnant with a baby that may or may not be able to be 100% biologically ours.<br /><br />I NEED CURTAINS, is all I'm saying<br /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-70541720469611653102010-03-15T15:59:00.000-07:002010-03-15T17:24:14.987-07:00St. Patricks Day 2010<div style="text-align: center;">St. Patricks Day in 5 points is a must go for us every year<br />Listening to great bands and partying with 30,000 people?<br />We're so down<br />we always see people we haven't seen in years and catch up<br />the people watching is awesome!<br /><br />Here is how we started our day:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVcLON2kq2f4EiZT2dtZw_OJKV_pIqL6mjdWEvnzbmrLW7Vj3l8jVhqFlj6td5-kpSeQKKuYrLsq-Ij8rpNlya7Z3ADG7-9WeT1FnKCmKbG_0uZMNem4zzflZUWfNBt-zpsrcQ27_z9Xg/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVcLON2kq2f4EiZT2dtZw_OJKV_pIqL6mjdWEvnzbmrLW7Vj3l8jVhqFlj6td5-kpSeQKKuYrLsq-Ij8rpNlya7Z3ADG7-9WeT1FnKCmKbG_0uZMNem4zzflZUWfNBt-zpsrcQ27_z9Xg/s400/IMG_1422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449014644926180114" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">See... we are cheap<br />I don't want to pay "festival" prices to be able to get our drink on<br />So we got crafty<br />SShhhh don't tell<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhT8bKutil2jooOnWUdWLKXuJijRC4XRuaGmh2R2DwUhM0Od2mlizfqrSvgvsiDYYu2yG40u0bgqEE6PChvIIvXKVqXx_8FuAR21oUX9MEeWsOvyhd1N74DZm1SExIIJD03H1MZ8Bu84/s1600-h/IMG_1421.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhT8bKutil2jooOnWUdWLKXuJijRC4XRuaGmh2R2DwUhM0Od2mlizfqrSvgvsiDYYu2yG40u0bgqEE6PChvIIvXKVqXx_8FuAR21oUX9MEeWsOvyhd1N74DZm1SExIIJD03H1MZ8Bu84/s400/IMG_1421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449002468033354674" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">if you are thinking that those look like mini travel shampoo bottles.... you would be correct<br />at 3 0z each they hold 2 shots of beam a piece<br />and all 6 are in his left cargo pocket in the picture above<br /><br />And this:<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjWuZ3xgz5KYrsjKw5YPPBVTUn7yrKXge46eyacCGGx6f8JaZphQNC_GzYhQ9vyHuyoAk0u1R66XNlhoYPS7Dq-GGMbSLGgLY3k0M4LOpA4h8n0IQ18ndTsis5AM2bVsxYr5SFgOYG28s/s1600-h/IMG_1424.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjWuZ3xgz5KYrsjKw5YPPBVTUn7yrKXge46eyacCGGx6f8JaZphQNC_GzYhQ9vyHuyoAk0u1R66XNlhoYPS7Dq-GGMbSLGgLY3k0M4LOpA4h8n0IQ18ndTsis5AM2bVsxYr5SFgOYG28s/s400/IMG_1424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449002248683909426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">well that my friends is a <span style="font-weight: bold;">bag of wine</span> in his right cargo pocket<br /><br />::pauses for you to look again::<br /><br />It was chardonnay to be exact. After starting with a 3 liter bag and pouring half into an empty 2 liter bottle for later consumption by this <s>wino</s> <span style="font-style: italic;">wine lover</span><br />we were left with 1.5 liters (2 bottles)<br /><br />It took several tries and several bouts of laughter to get the whole bag in there<br />and we tucked the spout back in the pocket to get through the gate cuz festival regulators<br /> don't appreciate people who try to screw them out of their high priced drinks by bringing their own bar<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MGLTjco8hxTjW3fept_z2cYwr28MUbZOfDni2w45Z4EiMNau19RfDPQyyIpnLkgl5Za9sQSZfBt_XdUCsD4tVKHccmGBWOa_yPZ_TDepCkyslPElcOB-l1Y7qg1zBJVv6fFa53Z_bbc/s1600-h/IMG_1425.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_MGLTjco8hxTjW3fept_z2cYwr28MUbZOfDni2w45Z4EiMNau19RfDPQyyIpnLkgl5Za9sQSZfBt_XdUCsD4tVKHccmGBWOa_yPZ_TDepCkyslPElcOB-l1Y7qg1zBJVv6fFa53Z_bbc/s400/IMG_1425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449001816375700562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVUAb_yAfnpoD7QBX3XkMDbjIAeilJ2qBJvVtpJ8M3a8AmYw7AYhCAMFQ7_t1xXRRHrykK-TBjmQ2Tmt2kIaxbFaAK4AJVl6VC9NIpx0ZlnzravW32inrspBWh8irU30csyrONzRMQnNY/s1600-h/IMG_1501.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVUAb_yAfnpoD7QBX3XkMDbjIAeilJ2qBJvVtpJ8M3a8AmYw7AYhCAMFQ7_t1xXRRHrykK-TBjmQ2Tmt2kIaxbFaAK4AJVl6VC9NIpx0ZlnzravW32inrspBWh8irU30csyrONzRMQnNY/s400/IMG_1501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449001534632562882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByv279lKMi7LxAhX2or2ZhqaruZmb37g2ylwOU9M-M-Tod8rPO_ihOghZPG3uSP8KfKkBDqPOe45wBY3djwshq6oGACFMdoffNGqD6o8BKbyoklZHB3ehUbSRRot4DSVbasYrHuQynGs/s1600-h/IMG_1503.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByv279lKMi7LxAhX2or2ZhqaruZmb37g2ylwOU9M-M-Tod8rPO_ihOghZPG3uSP8KfKkBDqPOe45wBY3djwshq6oGACFMdoffNGqD6o8BKbyoklZHB3ehUbSRRot4DSVbasYrHuQynGs/s400/IMG_1503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449000941848644162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1H2krphiiJdjXswpPG132Xj2GMH6nocGQboHOz3trp8dW0W1AxcqGYftaJRY4VdxmgT1pmgLT-CXTN9DZxW5qcC4kc6VH8S54Gk6j9PLb_yEE8bLSJjr4AaQ4iqNwI2U8PQYrw_FArl8/s1600-h/IMG_1504.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1H2krphiiJdjXswpPG132Xj2GMH6nocGQboHOz3trp8dW0W1AxcqGYftaJRY4VdxmgT1pmgLT-CXTN9DZxW5qcC4kc6VH8S54Gk6j9PLb_yEE8bLSJjr4AaQ4iqNwI2U8PQYrw_FArl8/s400/IMG_1504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449000656260067058" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My boys got photobombed<br />but didn't seem to mind<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRwLIK5_vnk4UQY_Gnc9piK6YV6oxjhe4FbhjIpypRJQoKgtTzB_EUs6AGYi6NJR5CS3LN1hLCZuSmjYCkoU2-b_j_pUG2uJ2bD9do8tZw01YpjLoyi6zuXYhf1imCWghCbarqD2Tsf8/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRwLIK5_vnk4UQY_Gnc9piK6YV6oxjhe4FbhjIpypRJQoKgtTzB_EUs6AGYi6NJR5CS3LN1hLCZuSmjYCkoU2-b_j_pUG2uJ2bD9do8tZw01YpjLoyi6zuXYhf1imCWghCbarqD2Tsf8/s400/IMG_1510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449000412292482770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sadly this is the only picture of my full outfit, which i lurved!<br />St. Patricks Day is like a second Halloween to me. Why not have fun with it!<br />How boring would it be to just wear a green shirt and jeans?<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLfxstOrq67TNP4OH_17pYtv3iOoSFIbXlOfygAI7lT4RzktxL_gRYwldIrEleef8jVmSFPQCluGTWFMvbcbHNIYcAuzymyrqi0U8pVpsAnzDxfkhMR7LxxsiSXPSqoiMGM3VxLhzlLA/s1600-h/IMG_1545+a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLfxstOrq67TNP4OH_17pYtv3iOoSFIbXlOfygAI7lT4RzktxL_gRYwldIrEleef8jVmSFPQCluGTWFMvbcbHNIYcAuzymyrqi0U8pVpsAnzDxfkhMR7LxxsiSXPSqoiMGM3VxLhzlLA/s400/IMG_1545+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449000207289734226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAwisPHrpX-neDYavZoq1YOIAIAUDkWKBDA8qsazTHNBF8naDHfQ5wsJzO6GVcbB32h5HxXxN_PE0cm6hGvoXI9Q8HP6jxGjT87tC6RY3xWUEQy5veXeS_XHpIVRJ_Wwx8v3weXwBYgzE/s1600-h/IMG_1543.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAwisPHrpX-neDYavZoq1YOIAIAUDkWKBDA8qsazTHNBF8naDHfQ5wsJzO6GVcbB32h5HxXxN_PE0cm6hGvoXI9Q8HP6jxGjT87tC6RY3xWUEQy5veXeS_XHpIVRJ_Wwx8v3weXwBYgzE/s400/IMG_1543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448999797375257554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know what the hell happened to his tie, it suddenly got baby sized<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOFVlJqepQzTPb4SOzkhO6i9ZbWMoFhnLbCU6BaMHwXHW5oVUZ6hB5A-x7Q8D3VgG488tQs35Pw8PM_E5DjZ9j1pQ_PFCuzBFiT61nZQPDZpVNTDyKNGKCUwm9r01Ldg5JfqTgUBfqhI/s1600-h/IMG_1536.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOFVlJqepQzTPb4SOzkhO6i9ZbWMoFhnLbCU6BaMHwXHW5oVUZ6hB5A-x7Q8D3VgG488tQs35Pw8PM_E5DjZ9j1pQ_PFCuzBFiT61nZQPDZpVNTDyKNGKCUwm9r01Ldg5JfqTgUBfqhI/s400/IMG_1536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448999609361963490" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We had a blast, can't wait till St. Pat's 2011!<br />The husband and I were talking and we have decided that next year I need to at least be pregnant so we don't have to walk around admiring <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">other</span> peoples babies all day...<br /> Damn don't you wish it was that easy?<br />yeah, me too.<br /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-33312646205532166582010-03-07T10:20:00.000-08:002010-03-07T12:41:09.253-08:00The End of an Era: A Locks of Love Photo Journal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJgqRte9XNbr58f4Q0w0o9poSTryl3cIRLxvmjCSpo8YA1CFIXXktP6G7dByEDl5p5TVsSIZh2fIBOXl9zs-qj_h7NdRgyULNz9h8Vcwc_pRqE0kQco1d3pDE02cP6eCJQAhluS2auY4/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJgqRte9XNbr58f4Q0w0o9poSTryl3cIRLxvmjCSpo8YA1CFIXXktP6G7dByEDl5p5TVsSIZh2fIBOXl9zs-qj_h7NdRgyULNz9h8Vcwc_pRqE0kQco1d3pDE02cP6eCJQAhluS2auY4/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445992543687141986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is my brother-in-law<br />He's a tattooed, pierced, crazy, bad ass bassist, and an all around awesome guy.<br />He has had beautiful long curly hair for as long as I have had him in my life, which would be at least 10 years. So you can imagine his brothers and my shock when he called us up and told us he had decided to cut all his hair off.<br />This is obviously a huge deal, so we decided that it would be great to be there with him for support and to document the event.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw-aZiVFJjtDMz5M2kmoilP6RSMitq9SzfH5d2OJrMiay82dZSUXzzP4f8E9nqONLSVMZ8CnzZ2SxoT_8kF-DyGBJzf9Kl21QCmARIDm7fvU6g08P35QwvReYMu6W-Z59gmk3Jdw-nfKQ/s1600-h/1.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0E7uqfGDpABk-707IDWQMj6IbrV1blrPvJp_pxl4wArtOx34j-lOvAkAXsWIlUGygJJ4_jc0-vDx5pUA3pjBxHwNlWPgOQgr9nwIAOg4D_WsGVdZ3do_ZigmwaV-MtVH_Fh3zMhAb79E/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0E7uqfGDpABk-707IDWQMj6IbrV1blrPvJp_pxl4wArtOx34j-lOvAkAXsWIlUGygJJ4_jc0-vDx5pUA3pjBxHwNlWPgOQgr9nwIAOg4D_WsGVdZ3do_ZigmwaV-MtVH_Fh3zMhAb79E/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445973918313566482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeh-SCgF5PJ2hi_Itiw1KW1kHIaosZm8vURdi1txHt31PRoFSRYr2Tx5-Gq0B2RplWIY4iD3yl-TOTQQHCdmyde5SqvzYODD0p0nyrH6if8_-PIr-KfusSzAR5zQHcMXS6-YxVysxCAU/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeh-SCgF5PJ2hi_Itiw1KW1kHIaosZm8vURdi1txHt31PRoFSRYr2Tx5-Gq0B2RplWIY4iD3yl-TOTQQHCdmyde5SqvzYODD0p0nyrH6if8_-PIr-KfusSzAR5zQHcMXS6-YxVysxCAU/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445973641587743986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcAk4Eapw-3dkbG32ma4nNE0zsHsRkb_5sw6muSE1q-m_AJpUEnwMSw63OIXaub5TnaPyDBA3Uc6c6hZjX8YVlpgB1eGPP_mawpUwgoBFbWQmGv-mtcw7nfk7hiCE49Vuy8eNFY-AuME/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcAk4Eapw-3dkbG32ma4nNE0zsHsRkb_5sw6muSE1q-m_AJpUEnwMSw63OIXaub5TnaPyDBA3Uc6c6hZjX8YVlpgB1eGPP_mawpUwgoBFbWQmGv-mtcw7nfk7hiCE49Vuy8eNFY-AuME/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445973392834793794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAeOXu_Jm20XGfEFujA16WvM6_mwmaRUyCc6LIXh1xXmzrZJzsw56UMgsvsO9sglr8lUtJ4_G37Pdq7Qgbbt4spguy059S0dGUyosmqXSCCwM2csKjsldAZT3z7SHmKZ2dQy2zXsUvN7I/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAeOXu_Jm20XGfEFujA16WvM6_mwmaRUyCc6LIXh1xXmzrZJzsw56UMgsvsO9sglr8lUtJ4_G37Pdq7Qgbbt4spguy059S0dGUyosmqXSCCwM2csKjsldAZT3z7SHmKZ2dQy2zXsUvN7I/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445972999323689250" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVxvjBmz7akUmSS7FwSHmW4lSOncovyGeYPl9O3negV0b0kiyDsf5MawL57w3XRrcg4TIydKA9lE1wc0P6zcrIXshI7wrqrw8LD5iBmdxinXt30K9EQOQJ_TlbnJqLue1-OAHaPTyCDg/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjVxvjBmz7akUmSS7FwSHmW4lSOncovyGeYPl9O3negV0b0kiyDsf5MawL57w3XRrcg4TIydKA9lE1wc0P6zcrIXshI7wrqrw8LD5iBmdxinXt30K9EQOQJ_TlbnJqLue1-OAHaPTyCDg/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445972464708672690" border="0" /></a>This is what we started with:<br />we had to find a cut that wouldn't make him look like some kind of douchebag preppy guy<br />you don't get more badass than Johnny Depp<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0zhTlUpWCqUBgSsJkUpPecSosWhlOY44_QOAICe2xyrjnrsd6MhND_03s-jzR0vJeYuWLQI33ySKp_OTulbHHaAFj6GwqdkG1NUA3jxE3Rdd0oyUGk6gKbDv0KDlLZlRPcTtr5JHpsU/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0zhTlUpWCqUBgSsJkUpPecSosWhlOY44_QOAICe2xyrjnrsd6MhND_03s-jzR0vJeYuWLQI33ySKp_OTulbHHaAFj6GwqdkG1NUA3jxE3Rdd0oyUGk6gKbDv0KDlLZlRPcTtr5JHpsU/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445972161432865810" border="0" /></a>Here we go<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArULgpvoGrz031quLKiy5CtTZx3hrOlGDhvHv-mL-H8x8xYTAz5DIv8vSHKeUC06aMl9KCtG9Wc5rMu0K7hSSg5rF5eCbARsed_xifPoASFRg0yMkhXSqP4GYiiUt-_QYvS3Gd6MnW6U/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArULgpvoGrz031quLKiy5CtTZx3hrOlGDhvHv-mL-H8x8xYTAz5DIv8vSHKeUC06aMl9KCtG9Wc5rMu0K7hSSg5rF5eCbARsed_xifPoASFRg0yMkhXSqP4GYiiUt-_QYvS3Gd6MnW6U/s400/Picture+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445971770803319810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The first cut, there was breath holding throughout the room<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXryFu3n8zxlLv7FOaC7_I7UVFKinSFoCKWINLAo1Jubgm1H21Iscs0XOuTxsbHD9h7DiTVGP-xRGwXjsl61qHmAyCNq5l6M863F79-hOGTeelC2L0uWAJh6HhHYwtUjSrkveEQmq31lY/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXryFu3n8zxlLv7FOaC7_I7UVFKinSFoCKWINLAo1Jubgm1H21Iscs0XOuTxsbHD9h7DiTVGP-xRGwXjsl61qHmAyCNq5l6M863F79-hOGTeelC2L0uWAJh6HhHYwtUjSrkveEQmq31lY/s400/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445971598369424370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYmcwAzII5Sa5DHps48i7K-x_Maaf-hHNJgoXMVhIDqvtSOG53b7pSVS9f1h0zbfmBJe-_mzrwSz-Z-RkAdvJv3qGpH007uSuypz1pGF56Vge6By4LyRxCFg8JATWOSV2ZK5VE8ynxgX8/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYmcwAzII5Sa5DHps48i7K-x_Maaf-hHNJgoXMVhIDqvtSOG53b7pSVS9f1h0zbfmBJe-_mzrwSz-Z-RkAdvJv3qGpH007uSuypz1pGF56Vge6By4LyRxCFg8JATWOSV2ZK5VE8ynxgX8/s400/Picture+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445969630978772066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Examining the damage so far<br />Notice the beer, it was after hours and she is the owner of the salon and a friend<br />so we all had a drink to ease the nerves<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJ79No8rbYoR0gFqO69riYzHyb0kzRlQkvoKki8uHHqK7C4jgvSN41b4fJB70tKWMqMLweLUWqGLQKzZgFpFC4zstcNCc7PuDy1iGXSjFAP12LYRhKamOMbpk3Zw0dD_gk03koN6Tkpc/s1600-h/Picture+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJ79No8rbYoR0gFqO69riYzHyb0kzRlQkvoKki8uHHqK7C4jgvSN41b4fJB70tKWMqMLweLUWqGLQKzZgFpFC4zstcNCc7PuDy1iGXSjFAP12LYRhKamOMbpk3Zw0dD_gk03koN6Tkpc/s400/Picture+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445968854710932930" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">WOW<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQWvpK4CMICMzPrXqmr-ej_ZIAIiUBUptTHiVQ89y1DVeEwClwJ77HpvIWBCu8MFBIbM18wfr8vWX3KZud9mqRrw_SY8QnW8l_0mRciDleSv0WSxoFUTeFnegLHJpMSPeKL6cO4zL6NKE/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQWvpK4CMICMzPrXqmr-ej_ZIAIiUBUptTHiVQ89y1DVeEwClwJ77HpvIWBCu8MFBIbM18wfr8vWX3KZud9mqRrw_SY8QnW8l_0mRciDleSv0WSxoFUTeFnegLHJpMSPeKL6cO4zL6NKE/s400/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445967793896075314" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The final major cut for what was being sent to Locks of Love.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9NhTUOJhCFU8LwrmvEW7jOurYqKdCBhqBJ7woLXcvcJz1j0y54YdX9rwThn2IVa4uU93ezoAatwROazpS2hu3kqYac1oUK2JvMFDaEG9twEBHiEgEuceSMtk6bhPnDLow6TVIHcUNko/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu9NhTUOJhCFU8LwrmvEW7jOurYqKdCBhqBJ7woLXcvcJz1j0y54YdX9rwThn2IVa4uU93ezoAatwROazpS2hu3kqYac1oUK2JvMFDaEG9twEBHiEgEuceSMtk6bhPnDLow6TVIHcUNko/s400/Picture+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445962778193153154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and just like that it was gone<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTfpH7SDu0F0KT2zfYaX9tSWECWZgl3trOCW_qeWfqR8w0qbPmTLe0KD19_ExvQb4U6oazzZat03HGbyZz3e6xIrc9ba_OknfQ0GcpoU8OxrkVCPnthyJipIMF-GgudK527uCrdvQvRrQ/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTfpH7SDu0F0KT2zfYaX9tSWECWZgl3trOCW_qeWfqR8w0qbPmTLe0KD19_ExvQb4U6oazzZat03HGbyZz3e6xIrc9ba_OknfQ0GcpoU8OxrkVCPnthyJipIMF-GgudK527uCrdvQvRrQ/s400/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445962072234260226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqIt8qIdYf9hmYvinjf-SPHlhLTJoatrFU72HkurtIkJlhmvrK5RybB5Y9MgE0v8ZS_3NoDQZRP4r1dqBr35Ouu6YJO7rV0ktNm2T3O1jynAlEzW2i7qalC1f9E9LbjfiH6QzfEyR5ss/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqIt8qIdYf9hmYvinjf-SPHlhLTJoatrFU72HkurtIkJlhmvrK5RybB5Y9MgE0v8ZS_3NoDQZRP4r1dqBr35Ouu6YJO7rV0ktNm2T3O1jynAlEzW2i7qalC1f9E9LbjfiH6QzfEyR5ss/s400/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445961824589845634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">looking like he's still not so sure how this is gonna turn out, but I do remember him saying how much lighter his head felt without all that hair weighing him down<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRaFY0jwIiy6YASXZsE_9FaBIwvY3XurTHpAkFqcTfmj5HcvPcmAE4VMu0cQqPdwBn53kSYyZpaptg6ImYekIRtEg9PT8FE04edL_zVEYvReWMxLON6lkEqQ5VaWtwToy1ZdMGs_6TRA/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRaFY0jwIiy6YASXZsE_9FaBIwvY3XurTHpAkFqcTfmj5HcvPcmAE4VMu0cQqPdwBn53kSYyZpaptg6ImYekIRtEg9PT8FE04edL_zVEYvReWMxLON6lkEqQ5VaWtwToy1ZdMGs_6TRA/s400/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445961516598884258" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">all done, and it looks great!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iJJyMrQ629WkTk5pPIDrwHtNtzj1ams1GnVzFVqM7-u-QcExUTg3IDfiktdFx5O3jOvEWTu9gOqJ9Nv6nYAO_2xeYUpgkl0n_d7nPKK2obejfx4VRGUjeymfcgJyR0TOAPvtZlZsV6M/s1600-h/Picture+049.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5iJJyMrQ629WkTk5pPIDrwHtNtzj1ams1GnVzFVqM7-u-QcExUTg3IDfiktdFx5O3jOvEWTu9gOqJ9Nv6nYAO_2xeYUpgkl0n_d7nPKK2obejfx4VRGUjeymfcgJyR0TOAPvtZlZsV6M/s400/Picture+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445961049210197266" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I think it took years off his face<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOdLqSl7XfnrqTnwwlncDKg3k0jqzt8x4rovLkkOgZHRosePKtH5X7KY-Funb9-5lscP0ZQPuvmwQXTj8wps2kU_f0-K9qY1FzYd8ubRZmcwYOlkjmgjgh64-taIH6n9ZClVr44uI4ak/s1600-h/Picture+048.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggOdLqSl7XfnrqTnwwlncDKg3k0jqzt8x4rovLkkOgZHRosePKtH5X7KY-Funb9-5lscP0ZQPuvmwQXTj8wps2kU_f0-K9qY1FzYd8ubRZmcwYOlkjmgjgh64-taIH6n9ZClVr44uI4ak/s400/Picture+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445961337876583106" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLXaR7z9aW2VWg-My1Or65cTe3u_bREwXFUCGo2NVnbfoHT6j6qPES5mLbNwGjstm45gJJoGekQlBesQSq2ajr5IgGvALCI-ZmCunG1SDE_C2CeXxP7LipGtx4sMmCCam5XfI8oZNIvus/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLXaR7z9aW2VWg-My1Or65cTe3u_bREwXFUCGo2NVnbfoHT6j6qPES5mLbNwGjstm45gJJoGekQlBesQSq2ajr5IgGvALCI-ZmCunG1SDE_C2CeXxP7LipGtx4sMmCCam5XfI8oZNIvus/s400/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445959999639166850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">you can't help but feel good that this is going to be a part of making a beautiful hairpiece for a needy child<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIm2mAapCaw1-KN6q0FXxPoLMc_XDnyZY0OKMQfMRHfI24rr_X-2Gb5yqYhy_GNNOJ_DdTAJRZRerAaWmOYUzLdYi3b28g1PLN_mYbLcPAS3MU5gKl6HnmXsu-iAoUK1Kqxa0hf-7KeLI/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIm2mAapCaw1-KN6q0FXxPoLMc_XDnyZY0OKMQfMRHfI24rr_X-2Gb5yqYhy_GNNOJ_DdTAJRZRerAaWmOYUzLdYi3b28g1PLN_mYbLcPAS3MU5gKl6HnmXsu-iAoUK1Kqxa0hf-7KeLI/s400/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445959730551629458" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Brotherly love<br />so glad we were able to be there to be a part of this!<br />I still see an awesome rockin guy there, lack of hair doesn't change that!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8pJ8fTyLaE4O6zSquIMNSD_GcLMHNcEt5Xk8WX2h0LM7ICvJBsf0vDK-8okmqUAA7yoef2N1gEh6XzJ__B61Dc4TD7lmH4ZR90Gh6Is9FzqdLaXseHOeL06qx8vd_PNm6GNVVX6ZlmM/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8pJ8fTyLaE4O6zSquIMNSD_GcLMHNcEt5Xk8WX2h0LM7ICvJBsf0vDK-8okmqUAA7yoef2N1gEh6XzJ__B61Dc4TD7lmH4ZR90Gh6Is9FzqdLaXseHOeL06qx8vd_PNm6GNVVX6ZlmM/s320/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445959394724371730" border="0" /></a>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-35391590784060329982010-02-21T15:17:00.000-08:002010-02-23T08:14:26.897-08:00Where I show a dirty secret<div style="text-align: center;">So this post is going to be really embarrassing, but my thoughts were to publish it and maybe it would encourage me to never let it happen again. And I thought somebody might have a little chuckle at my expense.<br /><br />ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?<br />I cleaned out my car on Saturday and OMG it was incredibly, terribly bad.<br />It was by far the worst any car of mine has ever been.<br />Let me break it down for you.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv71wpurrlOll3lG1AMEsYtnWCMKGn4AtJE54ZB5tL-XHqjHOX_3UMYxeJ1k8sIJ_SpLvncFr_eS2xbHO9HBb0U1vtTpIA4RgNi028ggQhzxVZ7-On51oVpgi0cbHWC492YZyaN43itYs/s1600-h/IMG_1300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv71wpurrlOll3lG1AMEsYtnWCMKGn4AtJE54ZB5tL-XHqjHOX_3UMYxeJ1k8sIJ_SpLvncFr_eS2xbHO9HBb0U1vtTpIA4RgNi028ggQhzxVZ7-On51oVpgi0cbHWC492YZyaN43itYs/s400/IMG_1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851957818934130" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is just the recycling. It appears that I read<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> a lot</span> of papers.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaotFrMiOrKzxBmY2hIxFHdko9LjIT1s-DxDxgdHd81wxY7jImjmddK-8apsDvpklzNtr99zrvagv_1HwZ5taPAWFfScdpQHO72OvDVKX0AchjjcqTj2_9S10fZeKeHcZbA45E0PKLdM/s1600-h/IMG_1307.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaotFrMiOrKzxBmY2hIxFHdko9LjIT1s-DxDxgdHd81wxY7jImjmddK-8apsDvpklzNtr99zrvagv_1HwZ5taPAWFfScdpQHO72OvDVKX0AchjjcqTj2_9S10fZeKeHcZbA45E0PKLdM/s400/IMG_1307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440852190899380034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The trash was just a little out of control!<br /><br />Here are some fun numbers:<br />7 plastic bags<br />4 unopened bags of chips<br />1 x-mas bag<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_x6-loIz2TNoq15-UHW1vbEo4JXG4BJDj50Tg-NjuNJeqpbQDLnzam3AOr4gqoikkOwlxVZ5bbw8BBVUPuLZZ4v_7s60fYiBLVsfTDYnc7RWftM9fOF9gX5Dh3t2KmNgc_YN-Ivw6DSQ/s1600-h/IMG_1301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_x6-loIz2TNoq15-UHW1vbEo4JXG4BJDj50Tg-NjuNJeqpbQDLnzam3AOr4gqoikkOwlxVZ5bbw8BBVUPuLZZ4v_7s60fYiBLVsfTDYnc7RWftM9fOF9gX5Dh3t2KmNgc_YN-Ivw6DSQ/s400/IMG_1301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851607398135122" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">7 magazines and countless papers<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmPLMr6G9BLosLB3jR0vnmdDpveuczdO573OmF6TzRU-OSXvPWxI1ocf_Qzacv_OuQMYHqwBPOaQ8_WY0T4U2tTg06RYnte787O_5XvAAQG4nu17HTRKdJ5_fV9Ld1U_Iii5wNfsiefE/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmPLMr6G9BLosLB3jR0vnmdDpveuczdO573OmF6TzRU-OSXvPWxI1ocf_Qzacv_OuQMYHqwBPOaQ8_WY0T4U2tTg06RYnte787O_5XvAAQG4nu17HTRKdJ5_fV9Ld1U_Iii5wNfsiefE/s400/IMG_1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440851268489877410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">41, yes, 41 receipts<br />maybe I'll do a post sometime on why exactly we keep all of our receipts<br />there is a purpose to this, I promise.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKQb9MEW8Tvo96tDqqar3eaHJQaoR9JC0XQ9hlaSbv0GwfWWkD8uE-YBIcu7eQ7p_ZD5DIErRm1XYSdrxDB8CmUuNBSJYhTz-BwdUWy0zJg1oxHfDZp_GjflZROvQ4kdlAGATg-AI9wI/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKQb9MEW8Tvo96tDqqar3eaHJQaoR9JC0XQ9hlaSbv0GwfWWkD8uE-YBIcu7eQ7p_ZD5DIErRm1XYSdrxDB8CmUuNBSJYhTz-BwdUWy0zJg1oxHfDZp_GjflZROvQ4kdlAGATg-AI9wI/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440850918043624978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">An air mattress and sheets/comforter<br />3 pairs of shoes<br />5 coats<br />4 books<br />1 case of water<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQKw-tWmWsJgFg9sS9wyiEHZzGVs0VgRcmNdgqes70woI5cwDhQwkurUaWn8pRw_pw51uC7oYpUsaKULM7OAgf796RYYCmIIUpJ8OtyfEOtMWlM84uq3fbg2lU_7P_OizIY-55i-N4SDE/s1600-h/IMG_1302.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQKw-tWmWsJgFg9sS9wyiEHZzGVs0VgRcmNdgqes70woI5cwDhQwkurUaWn8pRw_pw51uC7oYpUsaKULM7OAgf796RYYCmIIUpJ8OtyfEOtMWlM84uq3fbg2lU_7P_OizIY-55i-N4SDE/s400/IMG_1302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440850640397646770" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFp6gCE4IdJzZ_krY9KNq6jtTQGFXZXWeQLJnLzuPYMDyh0ybNyXz5Hh3srSLhqvX9kOzn7I5ygG_Iw_fjkUSN3-TR3tfTAGAAtB2b9TQM99bT7dHyyOd1SVy1m3yTh6m12LCGfYcRZ4/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFp6gCE4IdJzZ_krY9KNq6jtTQGFXZXWeQLJnLzuPYMDyh0ybNyXz5Hh3srSLhqvX9kOzn7I5ygG_Iw_fjkUSN3-TR3tfTAGAAtB2b9TQM99bT7dHyyOd1SVy1m3yTh6m12LCGfYcRZ4/s400/IMG_1304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440849920778003666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />So that was how I spent my Saturday afternoon. Hope everybody had a nice weekend!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglxanybzjg4DPHhwuzA3Se3kErn8U-S8ILUpoLOHGWgOpF7LGi_vRdWiQCbS1YhkCzxVVimp2xEXNFkgDdwg39ojCs2LUWpLrZAhDwgzEQaGSzkh_K_E2DOMgQthM42oCDsGuX7uoQ1y0/s1600-h/IMG_1306.JPG"><br /></a>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-65490128142205940442010-02-17T13:46:00.000-08:002010-02-21T15:10:07.237-08:00The Road to Hell Part 2<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">If you are just tuning in, you should read Part 1 "The Bitch is Back" first.<br /><br /></div>So, steroid cream in tow I head home, slather myself, and go about my business. This is a Friday. I should tell you that I had had a little sore throat/tickle that was making me cough for a couple of days. Nothing that couldn't be taken care of with advil. BUT. Sometime Saturday night somebody came over and hit me in the face with a brick cause Sunday, full on sinus infection complete with a cough that hit about twice a minute from all the damn nasal drip.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">The day the shit hit the fan</span></span><br /></div><br />No sleep, and with a head that was falling off, I go to the doctor Monday and he prescribes me an antibiotic. I get it filled. I take one and as I always do I read the side effects. I made a huge mistake here. I GOOGLE a couple of the big words I don't understand. and OMG this shit can cause 2 blood diseases that can be fatal. and something called Steven Johnson Syndrome (resist the urge to look this up, trust me) This shit is going to kill me.<br /><br />Now, I dont know how much you know about people that have severe anxiety and or panic attacks but lets see if I can explain what this is like.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8uytvQdL_YSlE1dg1DGvspaeyYVYcaSFRQq0wlX1Y96EaN4pQYt2udgCsOccR4Azbf2Jbwg2K1yfY1Ry-ERt2D3o2bjUShc5AzcEFM4sKiBcx542dH5fP2_3VGSHx3UJ6oEV16e6tmE/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 147px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm8uytvQdL_YSlE1dg1DGvspaeyYVYcaSFRQq0wlX1Y96EaN4pQYt2udgCsOccR4Azbf2Jbwg2K1yfY1Ry-ERt2D3o2bjUShc5AzcEFM4sKiBcx542dH5fP2_3VGSHx3UJ6oEV16e6tmE/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439627726817308594" border="0" /></a><br />Off of the medicine I seemed to be doing ok, but in actuality it looks more like that. Hanging on by a thread and it only takes a couple of things to bust that last intact line.<br />So, my line in effect snapped and I was thrown full force back into being anxious and literally thinking I was going to die. The problem with anxiety is it literally causes physical symptoms, so not only is your brain messing with you, but so is your body.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5i_VDk6p4T9Ku1JQFsqMagRiKbyEGWamojlx1AQbnfqCJoJaJdHiZU1I34YsBg3-e9rUfBIZHuDm5UB2hF0Ix_V9pqShoR31WHyxlsre5iLSmNx4hqrNmoQB9asaDbxw9IzmhT8OKG0/s1600-h/anxiety.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU5i_VDk6p4T9Ku1JQFsqMagRiKbyEGWamojlx1AQbnfqCJoJaJdHiZU1I34YsBg3-e9rUfBIZHuDm5UB2hF0Ix_V9pqShoR31WHyxlsre5iLSmNx4hqrNmoQB9asaDbxw9IzmhT8OKG0/s320/anxiety.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439629550133072946" border="0" /></a><br />I didn't want to be alone. I was anxious all day and night and throw the actual attacks in there and let me just tell u that I was a crazy person. I couldn't cook/clean house/fix my hair/get online, nothing. The only thing that made it better was a bottle of wine and ativan. (healthy!)<br /><br />I made it a couple of days on the antibiotic and I had to go back to the doctor. It was just too much. My mom went with me, and after they took my bp etc (which was way high..those physical symptoms) I sat and cried and told my doctor what happened. and that this antibiotic was going to kill me and OMG ya'll it was a MESS. He ordered me back on my zoloft after a lengthy discussion about health of me and pregnancy etc. He also told me that I could stop the antibiotic, which I did the next day.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">The Recovery<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" >I started back on the Zoloft the next day. Not being new to the drug, I knew I had a small journey ahead of me before I started feeling better. Zoloft affects everybody differently but for some people, me included, it makes them more anxious before it levels them out and starts to help. ::see me hitting my head against the wall:: For me it also causes</span><span style="font-weight: normal;"> severe headaches for about a week. Which of course makes the anxiety convince you that you have a brain tumer or an anyerism, cause anxiety is your friend like that.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">About 12-14 days after starting back I started to feel better. The adjustment was small, just a little better everyday. Lately, I feel almost completely myself. Which is a wonderful feeling. I lost time in those few weeks. I can't get those days back. I neglected my friends, myself, my home, my IF boards, my blog.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Through out this time my mom, bless her, came everyday and took me to lunch and stayed so that I wouldn't have to be home alone until the hubbs got home. She lives 25 minutes away and completely rearranged her schedule to take care of me until the "crazies" went away. She really means everything to me. I couldn't have gotten through this without her.</span><br /><br />And I am now under strict rules to not look up any medical shit on the internet.<br /></div></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-26860735988577972892010-02-17T12:21:00.001-08:002010-02-18T08:34:41.984-08:00The Bitch is Back!<div style="text-align: center;">or more appropriately titled:<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Why the road to hell really </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >is</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" > paved with good intentions.</span><br /><br /></div>So my dear friends it has been a while hasn't it? I do apologize for the lengthy absence. Things have been interesting (read: effing nuts) around here in bitter land. Let's just jump right in shall we?<br /><br />About 5 months ago <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I</span> decided that it would be a good idea (do you see where this is going?) to wean myself off of zoloft. My intentions were for the best, I didn't want to be on it when we finally got pregnant. I wanted to be as natural as I could be etc. My heart was in the right place and for several months my body seemed to agree.<br /><br />Let's jump to January, when all of a sudden several things happened in rapid succession. A promotion we were counting on heavily for career advancement aka (huge raise with tons of benefits) falls through. Baby dreams start falling apart, cause I don't know if you are aware, but this infertility shit aint no joke financially.<br /><br />I find out my dad who is one of the most healthy people I know, has to have a procedure done on his heart, cue me freaking out.<br /><br />Then one day I wake up to red whelps on my right side. 48 hours later I have whelps on my right side, left side, up and down my spine, my neck, around my hips and breasts, and starting on my face and OMG the ITCHING people!! I make an emergency appointment with the Dermatologist, and after 50 questions "have you changed detergent?" "have you bought any new clothing?" and answering no to everything they asked, it was determined that I had a full on flare of hives all over my body and severe dry skin. BTW, this was after I had to tell the 3 doctors crowded around me examining and touching all the whelps, all about our infertility, because they had to know if there was <span style="font-weight: bold;">ANY</span> way I could be pregnant and "when did you ovulate?" and omg make it stop!<br />::deep breath::<br />No, I responded, we have severe infertility issues, my husband has azoospermia/I do not ovulate properly etc.<br />I'll give you 3 guesses what the head doctor told me.<br />I bet you only needed one guess... With a smile on her face she so graciously bestowed upon me the famous "Miracles Happen!" line followed by a story of someone she knew who's husband had azoo and they got pregnant because he had 1 sperm.<br /><br />So, I graciously bestowed upon her the fact that it wouldn't matter if he had 16 million because he's still missing the tubes to get them to where they need to go, but thanks for ruining my day, I bet you got three kids at home, all accidents.<br />Ok, ok so I didn't really say that last part, at least not out loud.<br /><br />Well, this is starting to look like a small novel so I think I should probably break it into 2 parts.<br /><br />Stay tuned for Part 2: The day the shit hit the fan, and the recovery that followed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHzELy2-Jv5IqZwWgofHCUq3AkKB3ZyIKPV5kSxNtjv0hVVAmN8pwvFTE-i2_iuHzq_nDQZNH6ENfWWk8e5oMgaZDjQrs8bslnI1gMGvoGhR81RmP85QGiuvgSSAsvLV8vRw5HnAYg-Q/s1600-h/0road-to-hell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghHzELy2-Jv5IqZwWgofHCUq3AkKB3ZyIKPV5kSxNtjv0hVVAmN8pwvFTE-i2_iuHzq_nDQZNH6ENfWWk8e5oMgaZDjQrs8bslnI1gMGvoGhR81RmP85QGiuvgSSAsvLV8vRw5HnAYg-Q/s200/0road-to-hell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439620204580582226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-3781155726310882552009-12-23T07:26:00.000-08:002009-12-23T07:36:06.796-08:00LoveYou know you have a wonderful mom, when she pays for one of your RE visits as one of your Christmas presents.<br /><br />What better gift could she give to us when we are OOP and struggling to make it all work.<br /><br />I pink puffy heart my MOM!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-3266184477121267182009-11-14T09:44:00.000-08:002009-11-14T09:52:06.516-08:00It HurtsD and I went to dinner last night with my mom and my sister. We were having a great time eating mexican food until my mom asked D what he wanted for christmas. <br /><br /> "a baby"<br /><br />my heart hurts<br /><br />it was the only thing he asked for.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-19239616374485473122009-10-28T08:14:00.000-07:002009-10-28T10:06:03.943-07:00Christmas Lust List<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZ2D6a352q3ANupwaYcCoDkKqPm97XNpc7Ij8N2F8hzGCjoVCW_g1eI5qhr2_GCXUgsQ73iBeYKb5Ny7XwAYSj5R7GZ7ccBNju5iFLh6cyr9usTZqBcpYYR1jFMSc1Dgr8yhJM0pEpos/s1600-h/laminate+flooring.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZ2D6a352q3ANupwaYcCoDkKqPm97XNpc7Ij8N2F8hzGCjoVCW_g1eI5qhr2_GCXUgsQ73iBeYKb5Ny7XwAYSj5R7GZ7ccBNju5iFLh6cyr9usTZqBcpYYR1jFMSc1Dgr8yhJM0pEpos/s320/laminate+flooring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397673252583392770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Laminate flooring for our house is at the top due to having 3 dogs and a cat. OMG you can not imagine the cleanup for 2 puppies with carpet<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGcl7_vuT3XOVLThgnoqFPUNDRj95bdqkVlK11VENRnUO0g_CdzQx3vxWKt1bpuMHsWkaemTQu0gNQRxiQmiuVZP0YVGgolzI47IbP7mrQBzq-ptRynPE2CY9F-07Tgl_ueEH7fOqgWw/s1600-h/green+machine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGcl7_vuT3XOVLThgnoqFPUNDRj95bdqkVlK11VENRnUO0g_CdzQx3vxWKt1bpuMHsWkaemTQu0gNQRxiQmiuVZP0YVGgolzI47IbP7mrQBzq-ptRynPE2CY9F-07Tgl_ueEH7fOqgWw/s320/green+machine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397673167380494962" border="0" /></a>Bissells Little Green Machine for the carpet that's left in the bedrooms<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyB2MB8VLMCr0yCU3DDtg1ySP-QB-BulifDUxS1210ag2lV9otFk8CCyRY8JL-oQAOhuBOUutRpSo_rH2cIEhsUgM8XUE08kmbHolVByvgQQRKML5BOfvdiEV5Wb1WFA0ce5MA3iW0DlQ/s1600-h/mayfair+pajama.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyB2MB8VLMCr0yCU3DDtg1ySP-QB-BulifDUxS1210ag2lV9otFk8CCyRY8JL-oQAOhuBOUutRpSo_rH2cIEhsUgM8XUE08kmbHolVByvgQQRKML5BOfvdiEV5Wb1WFA0ce5MA3iW0DlQ/s320/mayfair+pajama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397673037112678098" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Victorias Secret Mayfair Pajamas. Thank you VS for offering X-tall for your pajama bottoms<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7fgbyznssgC0zbZ4ggbrhnuU78eqxKk5HP9PlR7F9-MUHSaSy4jEh1qM54XrWIfXAscBrKzREZdX6VTZIX74vD5vVNB64gXIXJCx-4zH11iuJTNoaE3TpHpg_XC3mz8G9Ko4MUK9W3k/s1600-h/50+mm+lens+canon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ7fgbyznssgC0zbZ4ggbrhnuU78eqxKk5HP9PlR7F9-MUHSaSy4jEh1qM54XrWIfXAscBrKzREZdX6VTZIX74vD5vVNB64gXIXJCx-4zH11iuJTNoaE3TpHpg_XC3mz8G9Ko4MUK9W3k/s320/50+mm+lens+canon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672929163215586" border="0" /></a>50 mm lens for my Canon Rebel XTI. DH dropped my camera and fucked up my lens<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitzmG1NZCJKBjRMDFRpOMlvjc2g_glx7NFbWbrJspCCq3TswmL6Asfp08kVHNPnRtvaa3cvc1R29gxLfToNQpLh0XaMODaNx5dhakYmBVqqUgS2Fe9FN3Xi1ES-Bq5j-Q-QmQc-KbV_M/s1600-h/vs+dress+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiitzmG1NZCJKBjRMDFRpOMlvjc2g_glx7NFbWbrJspCCq3TswmL6Asfp08kVHNPnRtvaa3cvc1R29gxLfToNQpLh0XaMODaNx5dhakYmBVqqUgS2Fe9FN3Xi1ES-Bq5j-Q-QmQc-KbV_M/s200/vs+dress+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672758995940402" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUhMu6QClTQvLse-0IcxTJaT-xWPZbJ3w5ITDH44oITC8dc0EM5s5Lez_Ag1gFoz7fLJBl5v1QYmPKnKs4nqFEVKcvby4KqS72g-JQkUcEvugrYFZdByGbtbBHSOtj5g1Oz2xWvCTtpw4/s1600-h/vs+dress+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUhMu6QClTQvLse-0IcxTJaT-xWPZbJ3w5ITDH44oITC8dc0EM5s5Lez_Ag1gFoz7fLJBl5v1QYmPKnKs4nqFEVKcvby4KqS72g-JQkUcEvugrYFZdByGbtbBHSOtj5g1Oz2xWvCTtpw4/s200/vs+dress+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672500626408834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&event=display&prnbr=EF-248118&page=2&cgname=OSCLODRSVIL&rfnbr=2667">Victorias Secret Ruched Convertible Dress</a> $88<br />I'll take 1 in Black thanks!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtdcijJDeFSK4dcuUHNaaD4o-y899Q38lmyDkIwjPWYOXTcT3ddCtIHMimrAFQfQiBHdMrEUCGL-yiFKztSlcAs8t1llIPWCWkSGOfzt7ECFRlzjjfaONJvLjROVfzpuJniB8ioTIa790/s1600-h/over+the+knee+boot.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtdcijJDeFSK4dcuUHNaaD4o-y899Q38lmyDkIwjPWYOXTcT3ddCtIHMimrAFQfQiBHdMrEUCGL-yiFKztSlcAs8t1llIPWCWkSGOfzt7ECFRlzjjfaONJvLjROVfzpuJniB8ioTIa790/s320/over+the+knee+boot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672403271675602" border="0" /></a><a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3060764?Category=&Search=True&SearchType=keywordsearch&keyword=over+the+knee+in+All+Categories&origin=searchresults"><span>Via Spiga 'Nevin' Boot </span></a><a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3060764?Category=&Search=True&SearchType=keywordsearch&keyword=over+the+knee+in+All+Categories&origin=searchresults">from Nordstrom</a><br />Hello Lover<br />ok so they are a little pricey <span style="font-size:78%;">$398</span><br />but aren't they beautiful?<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nHrfpsu-wlKUPgcW4quSqIL79JoE0iyk643XzOOLCwwyyNR_J8-kR3voQ8sZvjzE1a9Ov2ekrDbCLIZKcKqFKps8R1iw5H0u-IxldOgSa7RRrP16mcLpj_qthGGyJOR2CGnfaX23Oc4/s1600-h/old+navy+sweater.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2nHrfpsu-wlKUPgcW4quSqIL79JoE0iyk643XzOOLCwwyyNR_J8-kR3voQ8sZvjzE1a9Ov2ekrDbCLIZKcKqFKps8R1iw5H0u-IxldOgSa7RRrP16mcLpj_qthGGyJOR2CGnfaX23Oc4/s320/old+navy+sweater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672322500460418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=51747&vid=1&pid=696857&scid=696857022">Old Navy <span class="productName">Women's Marled Cap-Sleeve Cardigan $32.50</span></a><br />the possibilities are endless<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqsQUcvsDKSLT5oC3vPQ9883VMokpY7xwimTX1tG3bQfR3GZgtyDrmNm8U_5_ES0wdTB8aPHTH1KckNASjVRegD2bM1hZwqf8sJR_EYP2gNAHy-d7HvEDBXcVAESNsKeRJG0_kJ2hCiE/s1600-h/converse.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAqsQUcvsDKSLT5oC3vPQ9883VMokpY7xwimTX1tG3bQfR3GZgtyDrmNm8U_5_ES0wdTB8aPHTH1KckNASjVRegD2bM1hZwqf8sJR_EYP2gNAHy-d7HvEDBXcVAESNsKeRJG0_kJ2hCiE/s320/converse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672195494501378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Chucks, need I say more? I think I shall need them in Pink and Black<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic0qhE7nIqkHEva_nm4SBBfHxSEOueTLSMgK6x0Hd37irbbLOVEjJUpc1a-Ec_JFSVKHCU2LrlPkBQ5UMEshfdmRFZMZYUIcPpIe6Hac7-gv80rP8HtOAu62pVDRAc9LNw2dyc2FyBCJ8/s1600-h/anthropologie+scarf.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic0qhE7nIqkHEva_nm4SBBfHxSEOueTLSMgK6x0Hd37irbbLOVEjJUpc1a-Ec_JFSVKHCU2LrlPkBQ5UMEshfdmRFZMZYUIcPpIe6Hac7-gv80rP8HtOAu62pVDRAc9LNw2dyc2FyBCJ8/s320/anthropologie+scarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672080889328306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=943825&catId=ACCESSORIES-WRAPS&pushId=ACCESSORIES-WRAPS&popId=JEWELRYACCESSORIES&sortProperties=&navCount=205&navAction=top&fromCategoryPage=true&selectedProductSize=&selectedProductSize1=&color=014&colorName=NEUTRAL&isSubcategory=true&isProduct=true">Anthropologie Cashmere Squiggle Scarf $99</a><br />again a little pricey, but its cashmere and just look at it<br />my heart swoons<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09BjiGX1R_mCcwIBscTmzBjxDbkqE0Hkcpfyy2I8Y32hEqvfKEG9AVlYuiq2LJWD9TYEHbjMQqbYCZcZz2sVJG5Z8yIxp_NRbsHHSFXsoXNl-aXTRXxGI5tz-HvsVUm2JSI7INpaNR4w/s1600-h/coach+diaper+bag.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09BjiGX1R_mCcwIBscTmzBjxDbkqE0Hkcpfyy2I8Y32hEqvfKEG9AVlYuiq2LJWD9TYEHbjMQqbYCZcZz2sVJG5Z8yIxp_NRbsHHSFXsoXNl-aXTRXxGI5tz-HvsVUm2JSI7INpaNR4w/s320/coach+diaper+bag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397671965524804290" border="0" /></a><br />Finally I would<span style="font-style: italic;"> love </span>to be pregnant so that I could justify this wonderful accessory<br /><a href="http://www.coach.com/online/handbags/-handbags_silhouettes_multieverything-10551-10051-5000000000000015032-en?t1Id=62&t2Id=5000000000000015032&tier=2">COACH ADDISON OP ART BABY BAG</a><br />It's only <span style="font-size:78%;">$498<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">::hangs head in shame::</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">So, whats on your lust list??</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0DLwc8SILOYqT9f3DrFJ1T8KFIIXlShN3JO2kd4s6zVdpZYckELldoT4Z9dx1svp64fp6HFUlqaXDnNkZ6jR2IAeYx8QSOIazkKc9q4MGKVMGv_zmThTaGee7jlPOxFGRS2IZH2D8dc/s1600-h/converse.jpg"><br /></a></div>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-88358458791192323172009-10-12T13:05:00.000-07:002009-10-12T13:14:24.097-07:00BeautyI know this is kinda old, but it has resurfaced and I still think this should be required viewing for all women and especially younger girls.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q4TV_Avo4zg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q4TV_Avo4zg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-84478759991474754782009-10-06T07:05:00.000-07:002009-10-06T10:02:36.194-07:00New findings with a dash of funny<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZV5jl1X_qc2QsWFP5XRpj9NZ_TyRyRVHBLNCf_ZTPBMNSYN4o6TyQgxT8Vhpn0Q9Y7fMw3CbipImVtzwwO9kvFKOLaYPaHCDCX6qMJQU41lXLXOUcTGhZheEvN0_CgUtrK5A5ywp7c0/s1600-h/19073.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZV5jl1X_qc2QsWFP5XRpj9NZ_TyRyRVHBLNCf_ZTPBMNSYN4o6TyQgxT8Vhpn0Q9Y7fMw3CbipImVtzwwO9kvFKOLaYPaHCDCX6qMJQU41lXLXOUcTGhZheEvN0_CgUtrK5A5ywp7c0/s200/19073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389493342836770850" border="0" /></a>written 10.2.2009<br /><br />So when we went to the Urologist last week I asked that a few other things be looked at before/in conjunction with the biopsy. I just needed to make sure that everything was checked into, and we weren't just doing what was doctors protocol says to do. We ran into a little problem when the doc couldn't find DH's vas deferens. Yeah, those are kind of needed considering they carry the sperm from, well you can look at the picture and see, they meet with the seminal vesicle and make up the ejaculatory duct. So they are just a little on the important side if you are, you know, trying to have a baby and you need the sperm to be able to leave his body and get into mine.<br /><br />Doc spent 15 mins trying and could only say that he definitely didn't think there were 2 and was not very confident that there was one at all, and if there was one it was <span style="font-style: italic;">very </span>small. Fucking Yay! Could be CBAVD (congenital bilateral absence of the vas deferens) so we ran a blood panel looking for CF (cystic fibrosis) markers. Men who have CBAVD are usually carriers of CF even if they don't have the condition.<br /><br />Fuck me sideways, are you serious? is all I could think as the doc is talking to me. DH got a little happy that there might be sperm and they just couldnt get out. I'm sitting in the chair ::head:wall:: and have to tell him that although that sounds great the problem with this new finding is that it brings on a whole new slew of issues about genetic testing and statistics of passing CF to our child if we were to use his sperm... (that is if this is the problem and there are actually sperm) the whole time the doctor is looking at me the way a dog does a weird sound. He makes some joke about how he's not even needed, and I seem to really know my stuff. to which I am thinking how can people really go into an office blindly knowing nothing and take a doctors word for everything just cause he has a little more education?..I am sure you see where I'm going with this. I kindly say something about "the more knowledge the better"<br /><br />So in addition to blood work DH had an ultrasound yesterday. We are waiting on the results for both tests. If it is CBAVD I think that we will probably move directly to donor sperm, which is something we had already come to terms with. I will have to do some more research on all of this before we make any kind of decision.<br /><br />At least we didnt have to talk too much about them doing a biopsy today, since we will want to find out if cbavd is the issue first..more tests and more waiting.<br /><br />Oh I promised a funny didnt I?<br /><br />So as it turns out the Doc was one of DH's recent customers. In fact both of the doctors in the practice were his customers. How do you have a business conversation <span style="font-style: italic;">and</span> maintain your dignity with someone who just had their finger up your ass?Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-21342007557859587942009-09-21T09:34:00.000-07:002009-09-21T10:00:59.029-07:00I Can't Wait!Two more days until DH and I get to sit in an office and talk to the urologist about cutting open my husbands balls. This is not something that either one of us is looking forward to, but I probably didn't need to tell you that did I? Luckily I have an amazing husband and he is willing to do whatever it takes for us to have a baby even if it means taking what the doctors say is <span style="font-style: italic;">only</span> a "pea sized" amount of tissue out of both of his testicles. As if the fact that they aren't taking half the testicle but only a small amount is supposed to make my husband feel any better.<br /><br />The point of this lovely procedure is to see if there is sperm being made and just not making its way out. The hope is that they are able to see sperm in the testicles and we will be able to just extract them with a needle "TESE" (which also sounds like boat loads of fun) when we do our IVF.<br /><br />If there is no sperm seen then our only way of making a baby is going to be with donor sperm.<br />Don't they all just seem like great solutions/outcomes?<br /><br />So as I drink my wine tonight I think I shall toast: "To finding sperm" and a big fat "FUIF"Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-69446810783165297502009-09-16T12:14:00.000-07:002009-09-16T12:15:08.235-07:00Devastationwritten August 5, 2009<br /><br />That is what I felt when I got DH's SA results today. We both knew it would be bad. But catastrophic I just wasn't prepared for. I don't think there has been much that competes with seeing those zeros all the way down the page and feeling your dreams fill up your eyes and pour out onto your face as your hope for getting pregnant is washed away with your tears. Those 3 words "no sperm seen" cut like a knife into our hope for a family. All that came out of my mouth was "Fuck, Fuck, FUCK" as I tried to pull myself together enough that I could go back to work, red faced, resembling and feeling something like a punching bag. After making it through the rest of the workday I did the only thing that makes me feel better. I crawled into bed with a giant glass of wine and a book and waited for DH to come home.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-17643135747606167282009-09-16T12:11:00.000-07:002009-09-16T12:12:56.035-07:00Letter to my Unconceived Babywritten July 24, 2009<br /><br />Today marks the official day that we start trying to figure out why we can't conceive you on our own. I wish that it would be easy on us and that we could make you out of nothing but our love but it doesn't seem to be the path we are to take. Your father and I have decided to take it all the way, whatever it takes to get you here. Your father is an amazing man. I cant wait to see his face when he sees you for the first time. We know it could be a long and painful journey, but it will all be worth it to look into your eyes and be able to hold you one day. I think about you often and wonder what you will be like, who you will take after. I sometimes stick my belly out and imagine that you are in there already. You can not imagine how much you will be loved. I cant wait to meet you.<br />Love,<br />MomBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-634792506037137711.post-67656983138775659752009-09-01T12:43:00.000-07:002010-03-04T12:44:00.848-08:00tab testingTesting for tabsBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10384307273470683933noreply@blogger.com0