Home Sweet Home

Thank the Good Lord, I am home again!  No more constant assaults from cigarette smoke, sleazy billboards, pervs trying to hand you calling cards for hookers as you stroll hand in hand with your husband down the sidewalk, and waaaaaaaay overpriced food.  Ugh.  Vegas wearies the soul.  I never want to go there again.  Been there, done that.  I warn anyone who thinks of going, don't.  

I have never appreciated my home like I do now.  It feels so good to sleep in my own bed, take a shower in our own shower, brew a cup of coffee that doesn't cost an arm and a leg, and pet my dogs who were oh so happy to see us.  I even didn't mind spending $60 last night just on enough groceries for about 3-4 days.  Vegas pricing really puts things in perspective.  Out there, it was like they took the normal price of everything and just multiplied it times 2.  You could not find an entree anywhere for less than $30.  Breakfast for two of us cost $45.  Can you believe that?!  A tall coffee at Starbucks that would cost you about $1.78 pre-tax here costs $3.25 before tax there.  Give me a break!

Anyway, I am glad to be home, and I am somewhat patiently awaiting AF.  I am on p+15.  I kind of messed up my post-peak meds this cycle.  There was a delay in trying to deal with insurance to cover the hcg, and when that didn't work out, I ordered it from Kubat's, so that took some time with shipping.  Instead of starting the hcg on p+3, I started on +4 and did it a day off each time, ending on +10.  And, I messed up and did not order my progesterone ahead of time, so I started that on p+5 (instead of +3) and only took it to +9 because we headed out of town on +10 and I didn't want to deal with trying to keep progesterone suppositories refrigerated while traveling.  I am supposed to take them through +12, but when I do that, I don't get AF until +18.  So, we will see what happens.  I have been having light bleeding since p+13, and some cramping, so I am confident that it is on its way.  Sigh.  Part of me wants to just give up, but then another part of me thinks we have really only been trying since July since my surgery was in May.  So, maybe I should wait until next July.  

We still haven't done the SA that Dr. H wants.  I keep putting it off because it is such a fiasco to deal with and I hate putting my husband through that.  Even with using the special "kit" and doing things Catholic style at home, it still feels like he's being treated like a stud racehorse or something.  Again, why do they even need to have this SA?  I guess it could give us closure if things went from bad two years ago to now awful, and we could just give up.  But, he has been taking vitamins like crazy since then, so things should be improved.  

Alright, enough about all that.  Riley is staring at me, so I guess she needs some petting.  Have a good weekend, everyone!