Showing posts with label hormones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hormones. Show all posts

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Hormones

It's amazing how much hormones affect me. Yesterday, the day before cd1, I was a mess. Yes, my car got rear-ended and thing generally sucked, but I was so ready to throw in the towel and just take off and go somewhere else and just leave everything behind. I felt like I couldn't take anything any more and I just needed the world to stop.

Today, now that my hormones aren't raging, I'm back to normal. I felt a little crappy this morning, but I took some ibu*prophen and I was fine. I'm not in a horrible mood. I feel like I can conquer my problems, even if they are a pain in the ass.

Sometimes I worry about what will happen when we do finally have a kid and I am in this type of funk. How will I function?

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Hormones

I think the hormones are starting to affect me. My mood swings feel like they're a little bit nuts. I get manic and lovey-dovey and cranky and hyper in a matter of minutes. I had a really stressful week at work, so I'm sure that's contributing factor, but when I got to work yesterday I couldn't focus and felt like I was about to freak out. It's so hard to know.

Tonight I take my last bcp. That means I'll be starting stims within a week.

Last night we went out for super yummy sushi (we hope for the last time in a long time) and knew we'd be out late, so I put my syringe, alcohol wipe and vial of Lu*pron with an ice pack in a little sack and stuck it in my purse. I surreptitiously stuck myself when I had to pee. It was a little bit awkward, but luckily the top of the toilet paper dispenser was flat and I could pile stuff on there so that I could handle all of the stuff. I'm glad I brought it because we didn't get home until about 11:30 and that is way too late for me (my target time is between 9 and 10). I think we're going out again tonight, but this time to someone's house for a party, and I'll have to decide if I need to bring my meds along again. This will be a little bit more difficult, I think. It's easy to bring your purse to the bathroom in a restaurant, but it's more weird at a person's house, I think. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.

We'll see how the hormones treat me this weekend. I'm going to make some cookies.