Muffin Top

Where do I start?  I feel like I have the world's biggest muffin top. Ha! Perhaps that will be the opening line in my book about my IVF journey. That line could be the next "Who is John Galt" or "Marley was dead to begin with." Seriously, my bloat is that epic. My boobs hurt. I'm exhausted and I fell asleep during the Notre Dame game! It's 6:30 and I could totally go to bed. (See, Mrs. E, I say totally too!) Senior Day at Notre Dame and Princess Diaries 2 made me cry....but my estradiol is rising nicely. That pretty much sums up my day, how about yours?

I finally got to talk to Mike last night. He's coming home as scheduled so only a couple more wake-ups and he'll be back! It was so nice to talk to him and finally unload everything that's been going through my mind this last week. I finally feel like we're in this together.

This morning I treated myself to breakfast at Pa_nera, after my third blood draw and sixteenth injection since Monday. Decaf Chai Latte and an Asiago breakfast sandwich minus bacon. I love taking a good book to Panera and indulging in good cup of tea/coffee. I think I'll do it again after my blood work tomorrow. It won't help the bloat but who the hell cares. I deserve it, right?