I realized I've mentioned some things and then never gone back to them, and have had a couple of requests for updates :)
But first, I have to tell you guys this story.
I have a friend, M, who I used to work with when I was a first year teacher. He and his wife and hubby and I hung out sometimes, but they have 4 kids, so it's way harder for them to be free. Anyway, in October, I ran into him and he told me that his sister and brother-in-law had had a baby, and she wasn't doing too well and had been transferred to Mayo. It was horrible news to me-I wish this would never happen :( Anyway, he emailed me a few days ago to tell me that his baby niece had passed away after a month from a rare lung condition. He was wondering if I would get in touch with his sister-in-law just to be a support person, and I said I absolutely would.
So I sent her an e-mail with links to glowinthewoods, my blog, some other stuff, and just told her that I was here when she needed anyone to vent to or someone to understand. I noticed on her facebook that she had posted how hard it was going back to work.
Well, I just got her reply, and she was so nice and then....you will not believe this. She told me that there's something M probably never told me. She is a NICU hurse. At the hospital where I had my babies.
Not only was she there when Aiden died but SHE TOOK CARE OF HIM.
She knew my son.
She knew him. Saw him. Took care of him and tried to keep him alive.
She said she hung back while he was going because she was pregnant and loss was a lot harder (which, hello, of COURSE it would be!). And she said she thought of us for weeks after and how hard it must be.
And I HATE that she is feeling this now. I hate that her sweet daughter is not with her. But I don't think I need to explain to you all the impact of hearing from someone who KNEW MY SON. This gave my heart this burst. Which simultaneously broke all over again thinking of the pain she is now in.
Life is mysterious, yo. I swear.
Anyway, some updates :
I ate in the teachers lounge all 3 days this week. So far, so good. No one got up and like screamed or anything when I walked in, and we mostly gossiped about admin and students (don't worry, we don't talk smack about kids, just talk about how we can help them :)
I went to the urologist. He said that he thinks I actually never had a UTI in the first place! Apparently, I have had 5 red blood cells in every urinalysis I've had since at least 2004 (which is when I moved here, so records go back that far). He looked at a CT scan I had a year and a half ago and he ruled out kidney stones or a tumor. He thinks I might have tiny little lesions in my bladder that are further pushed on when I'm pregnant. He wants to check my bladder, but not while I'm pregnant because going up there could introduce infection (AH that word-no way). He actually thinks that the antibiotics I took for the UTI that I probably didn't have further irritated my bladder. Seriously-so confusing!
I don't have another dr appt until 2/12. Two more weeks. I can do this. And if I can't, I'm just going to call and ask for an appt! Because just try and tell me no!
I'm SO glad tomorrow is Friday. We have had 3 house showings in the past few days. Isn't that nuts? I am so, so, so, so hoping we can ditch this place, and soon!
Ok, I think that's about it. :)
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