4 Years, 9 Months, 4 Weeks, 2 Days

Yesterday evening, there came a time when my entire being was focussed (nay concentrated) on some uterine core that was leading to the vayjayjay….so much so, that I was checking at whenever-possible intervals if there was bleeding already or not?

I was flipped over the prospect of Sunday morning POAS.

That brief while of obsession was overtaken by a bigger scare at hand – a viva on Monday, and since I had been unable to arrange a meeting with my research guide on Thursday and Friday, it had become uber-urgent to meet him on Saturday…so his pursuit made me stop thinking of the impending POAS.

Somewhere within that time, I was thinking of what-if it did come out positive, what would happen after that...and how would I break the news. Also, I had already thought about whether I would run a common disclaimer about all posts on pregnancy or would individually add the note to all my posts.

I was wondering how much I would love Geometry if I got to see two parallel lines, given the fact that I never did profess so much passion for it when I had to bear it through school.

All that thought did not go waste!

I now know what I would do if it was to happen…even if, it is of no use right now. You see, today morning, I peed and kept my eyes peeled putting every drop into the ‘well’, and eventually all I found was a single, chirpy red line brightly colour up.

That was the end. That was it. That was the final truth.

I am not depressed. I am not even emotionally torn. I did not mount the yo-yo this time… Somewhere I was very prepared to deal with it.

I don’t have Jaundice and I am not pregnant. Yay!


^WiseGuy^

Results in...

The results are in...and what is evident is that it is not Jaundice...which is quite a relief....one report is yet to come, and if some kind of infection has been causing those wonky symptoms...well, that would become clear from the pending report.

A detailed number scroll of my blood test results is on my other blog.

Wait and Watch!

^WiseGuy^

...Quickie!

LOLOL! If that is what you thought of, you really have to recycle bin your brain.

Jaundice Update: I AM going for a Serum Bilirubin, and SGOT and SGPT testing today evening...will comment on the results when they are back.

Meanwhile it makes me smile to think that Jaundice and Pregnancy can have common symptoms - barfing, irritability, specific-food love....


^WiseGuy^

Show and Tell: Dessert & Dreams

It started with my mother looking at me last night and commenting: ‘Why do you look so yellow?’…that verbal stir quite permanently disturbed my composure….

I was all set to give my holy fluid to a path lab today for confirming what the discussion was indicating – Jaundice….

Anyways, last night it was settled that she would observe me today morning, in the sunlight and make further judgement about whether I really looked like it.

But the word Jaundice clung onto my psyche. Can you believe that one of the questions I asked her was whether I could have Jaundice and also be preggers at the same time?

Then came sleep time…my favourite time. Well, hubby dear had already been on the bed for about 30 minutes when I trudged into the room…I took a bath and crashed onto my bed….with Jaundice Jaundice Jaundice running like a one word record in my brain.

I went off to sleep. And I dreamt, I was pregnant and jaundiced. And I had a big belly and Jaundice…and my baby was fine, but I had Jaundice…then I also dreamt of waking and POASing and finding two red lines coming around (and no dirty J to spoil the party).

I virtually woke myself up very early in the morning today. As if some mental alarm was prepping me to go POAS now! I refused to do so and went back to sleep.

Anyways, today morning I paraded my beautiful face (*hee hee hee*) for my mother to observe…and she said…'Nopes, not yellow at all, maybe it was the light last night.'

One night’s sleep was compromised on the thought of being pregnant with Jaundice, when I may or may not be pregnant, but am definitely not jaundiced. Phew!

Which brings me to my picture…this is a remarkable Show and Tell for me because, this is the first time, something edible is featuring on it. Presented in front of you, Ladies and Gentlemen, is the Sunday afternoon dessert, turned out (especially) for DH, my mother and me.

And Beautiful Mess has a big hand in making me take a picture of it….Our Sunday tweets are a testimony of it.

What went into each of those glasses?

There were layers of:

Fruit Cake
Milk flavoured Cake
Vanilla Ice-Cream
Strawberry Ice-Cream
Plain Custard
Mango pieces

I was able to identify even more things that could have been added into the mix – nuts, other flavours of ice-cream, more fruit, chocolate sauce, different types of jellies, canned fruits…there is endless amount of stuff that can possibly go in…and endless combinations. Maybe next time!

A little less nerve-wrecking writing is here!

^WiseGuy^

Cycle Trails

Infertility is a journey where one cannot claim the universality of ‘As you sow, so shall you reap’.

This is the first cycle since January when I am proactively in the race. Prior to this, I was only worked about the impending arrival of AF, and how many days late or early it is/ was/ could be.

We had sex. We did not have sex. And I cared two hoots about when that happened in the previous cycles.

And even though I did not harp on CD this and CD that for the current cycle, everything was virtually chalked out.

[That's my beautiful chart...Click for a larger view of my intimate life.]

So, as of now I am in the 2ww (what a joke!). We have timed our lovemaking to specifically coincide with my fertile period.

Let’s see how the natural IUI works out *smiling*. I plan to do this again for at least one more cycle and then just go for an ovulation study (yippee dildo cams).

Since I have had one of the ovaries exhibit a single cyst before, and I have not had an ultrasound in months (do I see jaws dropping?), I do not know what is going on down there…

I am just keeping my blind faith in the knowledge that I never did have ovulation troubles. And that 2008 investigations had revealed nothing wrong with my ovarian reserves.


I am slowly getting back on track…


^WiseGuy^

God's Plan: Outsourcing Prayer Processing

Hey Champ,

How are you? Hope you are all cozy - what with Pomengranate tress of rubies and Mango trees of emeralds for lush greenery, and a sea of nectar for beverage. Life is cushy?

Err...yeah, I am a little tipsy today, all drunk up on your sweet grace.

I did dial your number and I was informed that you would be responding very soon. Actually, you lost it champ. By the time your customer care contacted the troubled party for grievance handling, the machine was broken beyond repair.

I have no idea what I am writing. I want to write soul wringers, but this is the best I can manage, and you do not deserve any thing more at this point right now.

Maybe you could use it for a fiscal year summation of goodwill.

And anyways, if you are still suffering from a hangover from all that nectar and have no clue whatsoever, here's where the angst emanates from.

Thanking You,

Yours Sincerely,


^WiseGuy^