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Sunday, November 23, 2008

Our Trip to "Australia"

Here is a great inspirational story I read from a friend that explains things really well. I can't wait to get there!

Deciding to have a baby is like planning a trip to Australia. You’ve heard it’s a wonderful place. You’ve read many guidebooks and feel certain you’re ready to go. Everyone you know has traveled there by plane. They say it can be a turbulent flight with occasional rough landings, but you can look forward to being pampered on the trip.

So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for a ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for Australia. It seems there is no seat for you; you’ll have to wait for the next flight. Impatient, but anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait-and wait- and wait.

Flights to Australia continue to come and go. People say silly things like, “Relax. You’ll get on a flight soon.” Other people actually get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you cry, “It’s not fair”.

After a long time the ticket agent tells you, “I’m sorry, we’re not going to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you should think about going by boat.”

“By Boat!” you say, “Going by boat will take a very long time and costs a great deal of money. I really had my heart set on going by plane.” So you go home and think about not going to Australia at all. You wonder if Australia will be as beautiful if you approach it by sea rather than air. But you have long dreamed of this wonderful place, and finally you decide to travel by boat.

It is a long trip, many months over many rough seas. No one pampers you. You wonder if you will ever see Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and forth to Australia two or three times, marveling about each trip.

Then one glorious day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite that you ever imagined, and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many wonderful friends during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with others who also traveled by sea rather than by air.

People continue to fly to Australia as often as they like, but you are able to travel only once, perhaps twice. Some say things like, “Oh be glad you didn’t fly. My flight was horrible, traveling by sea is so easy.”

You will always wonder what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God blessed you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not in the way you get there, but in the place itself.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

My Own Pharmacy

I think I should add "DPh" to the credentials after my name! I got all my medications delivered the other day and, man....... I feel like some of my patients with a ton of medication bottles! Some have to be refrigerated, some not. Some are pills, and some are shots. It is enough to make any one's head spin. Nate joked that I needed a pill case to keep me straight! Too bad you can fit vials and syringes in one of those. I guess I need to come up with another method!

I start my suppression meds tonight. I have done shots before, so they should be no big deal. These are shallow shots in the fat (Lord knows I have plenty of that!), which are easy. I am worried about giving myself IM (intra-muscular) shots. Maybe I need to teach Nate and have him practice on a chicken or something!

ART Consult

Last week we had our official ART (assisted reproductive technology) consult with the NP in the office. She went over all the paperwork and procedures involved. I am going to start on ovary suppression medication this month, and hopefully be able to start the stimulation medication next month. Timing is tricky because of the holidays, so hopefully we can do our procedure before Christmas. Otherwise, we will have to wait until after the 1st of the year. The sooner the better if you ask me!

A Mother's Love

While explaining our woes to my mom, she out of the blue offered to co-sign a loan for us if that would help. Well, sure enough it did! We got the loan, and again (for like the millionth time), we are ever so grateful to my mom for helping us once again! We only hope we can re-pay her some day and be ever that generous to our own children! Love you, Mom!