I have a stack of stuff to do, like call the plumber, organize a bunch of paper, get the piano fixed, finish off my personal calender...and maybe even deal with the whole day 28 thing, cause y'know tomorrow is day 29.
Everytime I read a blog of an infertile, or just a woman TTC, I'm struck by how much they all want to POAS, like every day. Meanwhile, I'm freaked at the thought of just buying the stupid sticks. This wasn't supposed to be happening this month. It probably isn't. I wasn't tracking anything, I can't remember when Mr.Cotta and I well, y'know? I know we did...but at the right time, with all the bits in matching places?
I don't have time to go to the Doctor for an HCG, so why even bother to POAS? I'll just be disappointed. So why am I wondering? Because my body doesn't do 28-9 day cycles EVER without a team of Doctors on standby, 200 mg of prometrium/day and Provera combined. And I had too much estrogen this month to be slipping into menopause again. So, I'm imagining all of this, unless...unless...unless
Fuck---I'm going shopping tomorrow.
And calling a plumber. Just so the day isn't a total waste.