I'm a 6th grade girl asking for a pass from gym class

Or at least that's what it feels like. I've been bagging running the last few days because of my period. Jeez. What am I? In 6th grade again asking Mrs. C for a pass from having to take gym class because I got my period? TMI alert: it's been a heavy one and I've just been sort of out-of-sorts. Maybe it's also the lower back muscle I strained weeding the flower beds last Saturday and maybe it's also the little cold (sore throat turned into hoarse voice and a few sniffles) I picked up. I finally did get out for a 3 mile run this morning (although incredibly slowly).

Otherwise, it's been a whirlwind of getting appointments scheduled. I've got bloodwork and ultrasound on CD4 tomorrow morning at 7 a.m. I've got a mock embryo transfer (apparently after a D&C they need to do a new one cuz things have 'changed') on Monday followed by a new HSG (to check for any issues from D&C and take a shot at the 'therapeutic' value of HSG in clearing out my tubes for this next months' old-fashioned effort) later that same day (of course, at two different facilities, gah!) And then we got appointment with the geneticist schedule (to discuss PGD efforts if we can get to retrieval) for Sept. 8 (the same day as my OB follow-up appointment.)

I'm also breaking in a new nurse at my clinic because our nurse of the past year has moved to another site. The new nurse seems good, but she can't quite get through her head that I don't suppress. So, she's been talking about "requesting a start date" for me and I keep telling her: the start day of stimulation will be with my next cycle start. I think she's finally got it, but it would be even better if Dr.Dry gave her the protocol (we didn't discuss in detail with him at last visit but he pretty much implied that he'd be inclined to use same Clomid+FSH protocol we used for last IUI and the only IVF round that made it to retrieval.) She apparently can't 'request a start date' until we've met with the geneticist. Anyhow, I think we'll be ok, although I'm always prepared for things to get screwed up schedule-wise. At least I've learned that much in 12+ months of fertility treatments, i.e. NEVER COUNT ON ANYTHING.

It really is a good thing I'm not working full-time. I really don't know how I did it/all of you who have full-time or inflexible jobs continue do it. I know I am incredibly lucky in this. Of course, just to prove that point (and remind myself of this luckiness) one of my potential consulting clients called yesterday to see if I could go to Oman next week to present a proposal to the Omani government that they're making (with me on proposal as consultant/expert). ha!! I love Oman (ok, have only been there once) but this is *exactly* why I quit my old job. Yes, I'd like the consulting work. No, I don't need it. And, fer darn sure, I'm not going to fly off to Oman next week when I've got appointments on Monday and could be ovulating end of next week and having crazy amounts of sex with Mr.Right. And it doesn't even stress me out that I have to turn down the trip. So there!

On the other hand, I wouldn't be having to turn down the trip if I had been pregnant right now. But, I'm not going to think about that.