Sunday, May 2, 2010

I found her

Aunt Flow, that is.

I guess she just needed to fuck with me for a bit.

I'm so tired of this life: the tears, the fears, the anxiety, the dark sadness that seems like it will never end, the stab to the heart that comes with seeing a big pregnant belly. I'm worn out, used up, I have absolutely nothing left.

But you can bet your sweet bippy I'll be at Walgreen's tomorrow picking up more Femara and folic acid. 

It's a sickness, I tell ya.

9 comments:

  1. I'm sorry AF arrived.

    I know exactly how you feel. Worn out.

    Sending a big hug.

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  2. I'm so sorry. I'm holding you in my thoughts and wishing you happiness and peace.

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  3. That sucks. I'm really sorry.

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  4. Yuck. I'm so sorry she showed. (((HUGS)))

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  5. Sweetie, that is just awful. I know the first few days tend to be the worst. Hope you're feeling better soon. ((HUGS))

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  6. i'm so sorry wifey. we're living parallel lives right now, huh? i'm already wondering if the summer off is the best idea. infertility sucks ass.

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  7. I just came across your blog today, but wanted to say I'm sorry.

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  8. I just looked up femara, maybe I should get some of that.

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