Thursday, August 7, 2008

Misnomer

Since April, this blog hasn't had a thing to do with follicles. It's more of an update on the physical and mental health of Allison. I hope at some point to get back to talking about follicles. But not now. Yesterday marked the beginning of Cycle #50. (Fifty - that even SOUNDS wrong.)

Moving on, I realized that many of my posts are when I'm feeling needy or down. It's like I use this space to vent - it's my therapy. After all, what is therapy but a time to realize and express your feelings. The blog is just saving me time off work and $100 / hour. But I realize that reading my inner-most thoughts of sadness and despair can make some of you worry about me. I know telling you not to worry is like telling me not to be upset that I'm infertile. But writing about my feelings helps me. I do plan to find another therapist. Honest.
My plan is to shop around for a good therapist before Michael comes home. We are going to need to see someone together in order to decide on Plan B. Although, maybe with our history, Plan B should really be considered Plan A - because let's face it... the odds are not great on this last IVF working. So, we'll have to figure out if we want to look into adoption or decide to live child free. Right now, Michael doesn't want to do the former and I don't want to do the latter. So clearly, a therapist is a necessary thing for us. (And probably a good thing for me in the meantime.)

Since I'm usually writing about sad feelings, I figured I'd tell you about some good feelings I had today. Uno and I took a long, wonderful walk tonight. The sky was incredible. I wish I'd had a camera, but I don't think pictures could have captured it. There were storms in neighboring jurisdictions, but our sky was bright blue with HUGE puffy white clouds. It was the kind of sky that made you want to lay in the grass or spin around like when you were a little kid and look up. The clouds started to turn pink around the edges, and that's when I noticed the sunset on the horizon - the sun was this bright burnt orange sphere sinking into a sea of pink. It was beautiful and peaceful - the kind of evening that just makes you happy to be on this earth.

1 comment:

Barb said...

I'm glad you had such a nice evening!

I know what you mean. I often think people probably think I'm a nutcase b/c I post mostly when I'm either very sad, or euphoric and calm. Between the 2, I must seem a bit manic. But they have to remember that these are just tiny snippets of our thought processes. If people stop to think of all the times they've been very sad, and if they had actually opened up to people about it, either in person, or in a blog, they would probably sound the same. It doesn't mean all of life is just horrible. It just means you have to let it out at that moment.

xo