Post by mainewifey on Jan 26, 2015 9:42:53 GMT -5
This morning H got up early with me so that I could drop a sample off for our SA this morning. We collected the sample, and I drove toward the lab with a cup of semen in my bra. On the way I called to pre-register, and the woman told me I had my choice of two labs. I was like sweet, I'll go to the one that's on my way to work.
So I get there with about 15 minutes to spare on my hour time line and wait in line, while still holding a cup of semen in my bra. The woman at the lab took my paperwork and told me that her lab can't do SA, and I'd have to go to the main lab on the other side of town. She was so nice, and seemed genuinely upset/angry for me that the woman on registration line gave me the wrong information.
Before I knew it tears were rolling down my face. I'm not a cryer. This is the first time I've cried over anything baby-making related. I've never cried over a CD1, a BFN, babies on TV, baby showers, nothing.
I was really just looking forward to getting back to normal, getting a diagnosis, and moving on, whatever moving on may entail. I don't want to have to schedule hand jobs, drive around with semen in my bra, miss work for tests, etc. It just sucks. I couldn't find an approprate trash receptacle, so I now have semen freezing in the glove box. We're going to be home all day tomorrow in the snow and we can't even have a naked blizzard boning day.
My first day of temping was a disaster. I went to bed at 10, H woke me up at 12 when he came to bed, I woke up again at 2am, dozed on and off, tossed and turned, then was up for the morning at 5. So I didn't even bother. I'm such a sucky sleeper.
It hasn't been a great Monday so far. Thanks for letting me vent.
I'm sorry that happened. I can't stand it when people don't do their job well. I hope you and YH are able to enjoy the snow day anyway.
