Keeping Faith

roll•er-coast•er roʊ lərˌkoʊ stər,ˈroʊ lɪ-Show Spelled[roh-ler-koh-ster, roh-li-]
–verb (used without object)
1.
to go up and down like a roller coaster; rise and fall: a narrow road roller-coastering around the mountain; a light boat roller-coastering over the waves.
2.
to experience a period of prosperity, happiness, security, or the like, followed by a contrasting period of economic depression, despair, or the like: The economy was roller-coastering throughout most of the decade.

Yup that pretty much sums me up. I feel so depressed and angry today. I had what seems like the 100th ultrasound this morning, only to be told that I’m not where I need to be so I have to continue shoving the meds. It’s so frustrating. The appt was for 10:30 (the actual u/s only taking 5 mins) and we weren’t out until 12:15. Waiting sucks. On top of that I had to have a speculum shoved in me because I have been very sore and irritated, most likely an infection. Good thing the med she prescribed for that can be taken orally. *excuse the details, but this blog is my diary. I actually do write in a real diary and trust me this blog is PG13 

So I go back in on Friday for my 101st ultrasound. I just want this pill shoving to be over, my body is not meant for this. It’s not meant for any of this. Sigh. Again I’m reminded about why Jeff is so right about not getting on the excited high when things are going well, because it makes the ride down more rough. Oh well, it’s not the end of the world, just another hick up. I’m ok and thankful for the fact that we can make adjustments now so that the real cycle will have all the glitches worked out