Thank you all for the words of encouragement on the last post. I know this person didn't intend to be hurtful with her message, but it came across that way. And because I received it on Thanksgiving, I was extra sensitive and emotional. It's hard sometimes. You all know that. Overall, though, we had a wonderful holiday weekend - spending lots of time with our families. And eating. So much eating! I must have gained 10 pounds this weekend. The YMCA card in my wallet is calling my name.
This is the last week of school for the semester. This is great, because this means I'll have a life again for the next month. I've been chained to the computer for the past few weeks trying to wrap up final projects. If I ever suggest going back to school again for another degree, all of you have permission to throw something at me.
I think the last time I updated all of you, my doctor didn't want me to go off of my norethindrone (which is suppressing my reproductive system) until my prolactin levels were back up to normal. Well, things changed when I started bleeding through the norethindrone AND the estrogen supplements. He had me stop it completely and force a period. Let me just say that last week was not my finest week in regards to being cheerful. Going through my first period in six months was hell. But now that the bleeding has stopped and the raging hormones seem to have settled, I feel pretty good. We're going to see if I can cycle normally for at least one month. Then it's my decision when/whether to go on a regular birth control pill.
Finally, this Tuesday marks three weeks on the waiting list. We didn't get any phone calls again last week, but we didn't expect any either. I will say that being a waiting family has made me become extremely attached to my phone. It's glued to my hand at all times. I even take it to the bathroom with me.
Waiting and hoping . . . for who knows how long.