The Endometrin, i.e. pu$$y pills, is disgusting and seriously cramping my style. I’m a thong girl but am having to resort to my small stash of regular panties in order to accomodate the progesterone mess. Today I wore an orange sun dress. Rather than my regular orange thong, I wore a pair of yellow granny panties and a liner. This was a poor choice as the liner was not properly supported by a thin layer of panty and sort of flopped around all day.
In case this was not enough lower hemisphere disruption, the panties launched war on my butt crack and spent the day trying to invade. A thong is just fine, 12 inches of fabric making a bee line for your butt crack is not. Must choose wardrobe more carefully from here on out.
Tomorrow is the big transfer day! Yesterday I felt really good about things and even managed to play optimistic at my support group by joking that I’ll be pregnant next month and won’t be there in May. Everyone laughed and said they liked my attitude. Sadly the good ‘tude seemed to have disappeared this afternoon and has been replaced by the RAGE and the grump. Hopefully I’ll be back to my Yoda-tastic self tomorrow.
In other unrelated news, I had a kitchen fail tonight. Good idea = steamed kale. Bad idea = steamed kale with tahini and lemon juice. Lesson: what works well in humus might not work well on kale.
Eighteenyear’s Blog is having her transfer tomorrow, too. Go send her some positive vibes!
And finally, I’m seeking movie recommendations for post transfer tomorrow. I’m obsessed with Downton Abbey but out of episodes (so sad!). Any movie or series recommendations that are similar?
Time to snuggle some cats and listen to a a Circle and Bloom! I’ll post after my transfer tomorrow!