You Found Me How?

Every now and then, my blog has a tryst with its destiny when humans and bots from around the globe use technology to find the blog's contents.

One such path of amazing trails was here...Below is another choice selection of keywords: some funny, non-funny and profound!!! [:-)]

" i'd discovered, after a lot"

Oh my, the story of life it is! But not to fear coz I is here, and if you perseverevere you shall also discoveyerere...Seriously, how profound am I?

vagina fotosearch of ladies of india

What? Whhhhhhaaaaat?

"mare's vagina".

Get your gutter brain out of here. Now.

somebody told me when i was a little kid

...that if I had too much chocolate, my teeth would go bad, and that if I swallowed seeds, fruit trees would grow in my stomach. You know? Like Jack and the Beanstalk...

"every child wants to be borned"

Sure. And children do not happen on their own....it is acts of people that make them happen. To be borned or not to be borned is a different story.

"don't be irritate me"

Like - Don't be me OR Don't irritate me...I do not think you took your grammar classes seriously...

You are stuck on House 9. So lose all your money and yes, Better Luck next time.


^WiseGuy^

Show and Tell: Bouquets that Foster Relations

The bouquet is very special.

Do you remember I had written a while back about my aunt's 75th birthday?

Well, my mother and lot of my aunt's family made the trip to celebrate her birthday, but one particular aunt could not (she had an eye surgery in the offing).

My 'absent' aunt had also not been able to send a gift and while conversing with my mother on the day-before she spoke of how bad she felt for completely missing it out.

The venue for the birthday celebration was a farmhouse tucked in the outskirts of a city. The evening before the birthday, my mother secretly spirited in a bouquet, and wrote a card, and had it 'delivered' on the D-day.

Till date, my dear birthday girl believes that the bouquet had been ordered from across the oceans and delivered here. She was so happy to see that bouquet! Her smile on receiving the flowers made the day even more beautiful.


^WiseGuy^




The rest of the class is soaking sunshine here.

Award

Contrary to how empty-headed I feel these days, Kristin(Kekis) believed in me enough to present me with an award she created. Thank You Kristin(Kekis).

However, before I tell you what it is, please go and give Kristin a virtual hug, as she had to cancel her IUI this cycle due to being diagnosed with the dreaded H1N1. And I would feel good if you left her jokes in her comment box...anything to make her smile a bit. [:-)]

What she gave me is coined as Back in the Saddle Award and the details of the same are:

Background: This award is given to bloggers that are "Back in the Saddle" of life. This may be someone who is undergoing medical treatments, restarting his/her life, resurfacing after a tragedy, or someone who is just trying to sport a new attitude. Recipients have an attitude of a fighter, strive to be a winner of the battle, and show determination.


Rules: Post the award's graphic, background, and rules on your blog. Explain how you are "Back in the Saddle" again, and then pass the award on to at least four other bloggers who are "Back in the Saddle" just like you. Make sure you let them know that they have been given this award, and ask them to pass it on.


Who am I giving it too? Everybody who figure on my blogroll - 'Bloglove'. After all, we did not choose to be here, but here we are. We did not decide to survive like this but we are 'living' it. There is a hero in all of us.

Please do accept the award.



^WiseGuy^

Proved Wrong

Hubby's stash of Spermon sits on the refrigerator top. He asks for more strips of the same once his set of 4 ends. Well, I have also the pleasure of trashing the empty catch covers, and torn down pieces of foil.

Well, it struck me last night that he had not asked for any lately, and that I was being spared the bulky chore of trashing the useless.

My mind was in a overdrive, and I suspected that he had shunned the drug as of-no-use and why-should-I. In fact, I was mentally prepared to be told that he won't be having the drug anymore. I waited for an opportune time to ask him about it.

The time came and I enquired.

Ugh. Just keep a fresh strip before I finish the last. OK?

Whhhhoooppppie... he is going to have it. He was not hating the drug. He had not given up.

To celebrate, Today Morning, I left TWO fresh strips rather than my usual next-one!

Yay!



^WiseGuy^

In the Course of The Talk

...I should not forget to tell you what happened to the happy prospect of PCT.

Well, I have decided to not do it. As many of the wise commenters have stated, I have already gone through techniques that completely overcome the CM issues.

I do not feel the need to go for it till push comes to shove I have a more solid reason to do it and rather than just emotional arm-twisting.

Tests must not be for tests' sake, coz these tests are tests and not art. Sad metaphor, but that's alright because along with my uterus, my grey cells have also become defunct.



^WiseGuy^

…

Dear Embabies,

I still obsessively think of you. You keep flitting in and out of my consciousness constantly. Do you remember that this was the month?

A little upset. But hoping you are going to be back soon.

It has become a practice of increasing frequency for me to light three incense sticks every evening, and babies, you know it is you, your number, and your possibility I think of when I do that.

I am a little choked right now, a little teary-eyed, but it is all right. The small lump in my throat will dissolve. Soon something else will occupy my attention, but for now, this moment, it is just you, my sweethearts.

Much love.



^WiseGuy^

The Truth is (mostly) Out There

Even though several thoughts are swimming in my mind, I am not sure how coherently I can thread them into a post.

Mostly, the news is that I am back.

And yes, combining tampons and sanitary napkins helped me manage my periods well, because I could stay away from the loo for extended time periods.

My periods should have ended on Saturday, October 31 but minor spotting persisted yesterday, and when I saw a fresh red stain today as well, I decided that I had had enough. So, with today's Metformin, I combined an Etosys-MF and no ASA, and Etosys has done its work. No spotting, no irritation and all.

Weddings are a potent time to get fresh bruises. Luckily, I came out unscathed. The first day though, I and my SIL were halted by a neighbour at her gate (while we were walking towards the groom's house), and her blessing to me was

"Bhagwan tumhari god jaldi bhare." i.e. Hoping God will bless you with a baby in your lap soon.

Unwarranted, but true.

The actual wedding did not have any neighbour acts, even though I was mentally expecting such things to happen to me.

It amused me to catch myself thinking of how free I was. Most of the mothers were too busy running after their kids or running away from their kids.

Even my niece went cranky-doodle on the afternoon of Wedding D-day.

I was looking at the bride and mentally munching on how soon would she start trying...


^WiseGuy^

Gone Away: Wedding 1

Will be Back Shortly!


Everybody stay good and Happy Halloween.


^WiseGuy^


Image Courtesy: http://daydino.blogspot.com/2009/06/who.html

Hallelujah!

AF is here! Today morning, around 0840, I had a small smile externally and a big relief internally when I saw the spotting.

It is three days early, and I believe that early is always better than late.

I am also happy because the scheduled day of its commencement was also the bang-on day of Wedding 1. I will still be 'down' when I attend the wedding, but with a lot less bleeding and infrequent ugh-I-must-go-check moments.

I stopped for a second when I was about to swallow my ASA today (not taken in periods coz it increases the bleeding), and the logic I had was that, if maximum of the flow happens before I leave for City I, it would be even better.

But guess what? Neither has my flow increased, nor am I having major discomfort yet. It is obvious that I now will have my next ASA only when AF goes away.

Thank You God. Even though I crib against you a lot, there are times I really appreciate you, and this is one such occasion.



^WiseGuy^

Because I Love Stories: History of IUI

I was leafing through a book at my mother’s place titled Intrauterine Insemination edited by Dr. Gautam Allahbadia. It has several articles, including a historical review on the subject by Dr. Adi E Dastur. I want to share the stories he has told about the incidence of Artificial Insemination in our history.

He has spoken of Jeremiah, and Rachel, Sarah, Hannah, Michael and Women in the Abimelech’s household, along with Leah. He has also spoken of how Romans and Greeks appealed for divine intervention and added to it magic formula, songs and incantations. Dr. Dastur states that the tenet of insemination is documented in the Hebraic Talmud in the first 30 years of the second century.

A very interesting tale is of an Arabian who during the Arabian hegira in 1322 used insemination on his mare. He left a wad of wool in the mare’s vagina overnight, and then in the cover of darkness had his rival’s prize stallion sniff it. Excited, the stallion ejaculated on a cloth that was kept ready to receive the material. The goods on the cloth were then introduced back into the mare’s vagina, and the desired consequence occurred!

In the scientific instances of performance of Artifical insemination, the first attempt (failed) was of Jon Swammerdam, a Dutch Anatomist, who tried it on fish. Jacobi was successful at it in 1742. In mammals, in 1780 an Italian named Spallanzani impregnated a bitch, and around the same time, John Hunter impregnated a woman with her husband’s semen with hypospadias by vaginal injection.

Girault in 1833 reported 10 successful cases of AI, and in 1850 Pajot described an instrument ‘Fecondateur’, used for AI in 1866. In 1866, the first publication on this matter happened in the USA by a Dr. James Marion Sims. Even though his thinking was aligned with some of the wrong notions of that time, he had been successful in using insemination for achieving pregnancy. Dr. Sims had written the book from his experiences in Europe, and the book shocked several of his British counterparts, and he was subjected to much rile including derisive poetry in magazines and journals.

In 1890, Robert L. Dickinson started using Artifical Insemination in the USA, in the greatest secrecy. And so on, the procedure gained acceptance and was used more and more, and here we are today looking at the procedure as one of our potions of hope.

BTW, Dr. Dastur began with:

“Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth”. (Genesis 1:28)

^WiseGuy^

Image Courtesy: http://blogs.jamaicans.com/metinking/files/2008/12/storyteller.jpg

Good Intentions...There Be No End to You

My MIL's brother came visiting an hour back. His son is about to be married (one of the two major family weddings scheduled this season) and he was out and about distributing invitation cards to the wedding/reception.

He asked my mother for tea. And when she got busy, he assumed his this-is-a-great-thing-I-want-to-tell-you pose and began:

"Chuck out everything you have been doing. Go to the Big-City. Go. They have
the best doctors."

Yes, Okay. Alright. How can I chuck out everything? Who will give me back my five years?

[A little history though: This fellow lost his first two sons post-birth, (born living but died within five days of birth) and the third one survived with great difficulty, but survived. The factor was that wife was Rh negative, or something like that and it was managed in the third try, which was in the Big-City. But that was in the 1970s!]

He loves me and he cares for me. And he did not mean any harm by saying it, but what he suggests has little merit. He is one of the few on my in-laws' side who is constantly enquiring about my thesis/publications and such.


^WiseGuy^