Round 7, Day 17
I look like I'm about four or five months pregnant.
I don't know if it's because of the medications or because I splashed out and ate some carbs. By some, I mean all of the carbs. Every last one. So I'm sure that's not helping. But I'm pretty sure it's the meds.
I can't stand wearing jeans or anything that puts pressure on my abdomen because of this crazy swelling. I've put on a bunch of weight, I'm sure some of it is fluids but I am also sure some of it is not. I look like I've given up on life in my all-day activewear. In short, I'm ready for this round to be over, one way or another.
Switching the progesterone-only pessaries to being suppositories through the day has helped enormously with the weird vaginal nausea (I should trademark that as a medical term) although I'm still swollen and irritated, just not need-to-sit-on-the-loo-at-all-times irritated.
And with that said, I could smash a dirty vodka martini right now... gawd my mouth is watering just thinking about it. But it's only a few days until transfer, I should really be doing some kind of cleanse. My inner chi definitely needs cleaning, I'm just in a mental funk with this round. I just don't feel on my good game, that I'm putting my best foot forward here. At least I'm not a human hive today.
And I managed to take Offspring to the zoo like a good momma this morning after the rain cleared. We saw the "effelents" or as they started to be called by the end of the day the "elforlents".
We're working on it.