Monday, Monday

Thank goodness Monday is almost over! Today felt like every bit of a Monday! I think the Lupron is starting to take a toll. Yesterday we went to church and lunch with our friends Jeremy and Melodie (and their PRECIOUS son Holden) and had a great time!

Speaking of churches, if anyone here in OKC has a good church that they recommend, will you comment us? We are trying to find "our" new church. First, let me say that it needs to be OK to let adults in the pre-K Sunday School class. Seriously, I need to go back to drawing Adam and Eve with my fellow under age 5, inexperienced brethren or singing the song "Rise and Shine and give God your glory,glory!" ....I think I still remember the moves.... Growing up Episcopal, I did not study the bible like my Baptist friends and when I learn a new story I feel like a imbecile! Yesterday in church I acted like I knew exactly what the preacher was talking about when he referred to the story of God trying to kill Moses, and then when we got in the car, I "outed" myself and felt much better when I was not the only one! So today, a coworker and I looked in her Bible and found it in Exodus 4, maybe 5, and then it went from God showing up with a knife to Moses' wife circumcising their son, and I thought, Yeah, I need to start back at "In the beginning, God created...."

Sorry, back to the original thought...as soon as we left lunch, like almost instantly, I began to get tired, cranky and had a crazy headache. It was bad timing too, because our friends Jarrod and Magan's little sister had her baby shower. She is pregnant with twins, due in March and is precious. She is such a petite little thing and is absolutely too cute pregnant. Jarrod's sister was also there (on her 3rd child) and looked like a pregnant supermodel. I thought to myself, "Yeah... these are the girls I will grow to despise when I look like someone added helium to every inch of my body." Some girls are just gorgeous pregnant! I really saw the glow on the ladies yesterday and I sure hope we get to experience that. I did not get to stay at the shower because I was feeling so bad and I did not want to be the "Negative Nancy" at the party. Instead, I came home and slept. When I woke up, at 5pm, I proceeded to cry at the simple sight of the Flight 1549 crew (Hudson River crash) on the field at pregame. When will it stop???

So, I talked to the doctor via his cell phone while he was in the airport in Memphis. (Hey, I am not complaining, at least he did not cancel his appointment again!!) He went over PGD with me and the risks. I feel like it was kind-of a waste of time. Not that I don't appreciate him talking to me, but I know the risks. The embryologist could damage the blastocyst while biopsying the cells. (That is a less than 1% chance); his clinic in Baltimore could misdiagnose a blastocyst and say that and egg is viable that is not- causing another miscarriage- (1 in 4502, so far). I will take those odds! The one thing that made me a little discouraged though was that he told me he will not be able to tell the difference between an egg with a balanced translocation (like me) or an egg with a normal chromosomal karyotype (like my husband, or anyone else). That made me sad because if we are blessed to have a baby, I would hate for him or her to have to go through what my husband and I are going through. The doctor did remind me that medicine will advance in the next 20 years and this might not even have to be a thought for our children. He also reminded me that 5 years ago, if I was trying to conceive there would be nothing that they could do for me. That put it into a more rational perspective. Then, my girlfriend at work, who is HYSTERICAL told me, "Girl.. ain't no thing, everybody gets something bad from their parents...some babies get big (explicit) noses from their parents and that is right on their face, or what about dumbo ears, have you thought of that?!" I just lost it! Thank God for humor!!
~Amy