6 weeks into the new regime and all is not as well as I'd have liked. Climbing the walls this weekend and really, really wanted to have a pint. Did not cave in to the desire though and threw myself into a cooking session on Sunday making a very decent spicy potato and carrot soup. Not as much fun as getting drunk granted but nice to try something different none the less.
The misses had her Prostrap injection on Friday and not without mishap at the doctors surgery. They nearly spoiled the contents of the injection however it all went ok in the end.
I can honestly say that I would have serious reservations about having IVF treatment on the NHS as the level of care is no where near what we have experienced with our private clinic.
Still feel positive, happy and relaxed.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
(just like) starting over
Approaching the start line, Prostap injection in hand, the misses and I begin our second IVF/ICSI attempt on Friday.
I am excited but at the same time cautious not to get cought up in the happy hysteria and unrealistic air of positivity I had first time round.
Don't get me wrong I am positive in my attitude but ready to accept that things don't always go the way you want them to.
We have prepared ourselves so far by being very open with each other and we have just spent the weekend in Bruges which is a beautiful place. We walked and talked ate lots of chocolate and said things to each other that previously went unmentioned.
*booze
The misses gave me a honest statement about how she felt about my drinking. In her words I was obnoxious, self obsessed, paranoid, arrogant, verbally aggressive(although she did say never to her) and defiant. Clearly this had put a significant strain on her everytime we went out as she didn't know when or if I would turn into an idiot. Instant asshole, just add alcohol.
I stopped smoking on March 5th. I replaced the cigarettes with additional alcohol. Being somebody who can drink a bit this didn't really come to my attantion until the summer. As the weather got better so does the time spent in the garden.
We have just had the hottest summer on record in the UK. By the end of the summer I was drinking at least 24 bottles of beer and a bottle of vodka in a three day period. I felt little effect at the time but clearly this does lead to some shocking hangovers and mood swings. Not to mention the damage it was doing to my sperm count and my body in general.
I also had other reasons to drink which I will come onto in a moment.
I asked her at the weekend "If I had continued with the drinking, where would that have left us?" the response was considered and and delivered with a little caution "not in a very good state"
It is easy to take things for granted, especially your relationships.
*depression
For the first time in 2 and a bit years I openly stated to the misses that I suffer from depression. It's not that it was new news to her, god knows she has been more than patient in helping me deal with it over the past couple of years. It's just that I have never said it openly, and now that I have it is another small step towards dealing with the illness. I feel like I have to no longer apologise for the way I feel and I have had very few bad days in the past six weeks. So I do feel better, I have a goal and the booze was not helping me deal with depression.
Whew...see blogging really is cheaper than therepy.
So the weekend was a success in more ways than one. We had such a good laugh together and in a city renowned for its hundreds of different beers we remained sober (5 weeks and counting) had great sex and ate fantastic food and chocolate.
Most of all we spent 3 days just being us, you know a couple. It was fantastic.
By the way Belgium is not at all boring and only 2 1/2 hours from London, so go and have a look it's just brilliant.
Friday is nearly here and we are off and running for the second time.
Bring it on.
I am excited but at the same time cautious not to get cought up in the happy hysteria and unrealistic air of positivity I had first time round.
Don't get me wrong I am positive in my attitude but ready to accept that things don't always go the way you want them to.
We have prepared ourselves so far by being very open with each other and we have just spent the weekend in Bruges which is a beautiful place. We walked and talked ate lots of chocolate and said things to each other that previously went unmentioned.
*booze
The misses gave me a honest statement about how she felt about my drinking. In her words I was obnoxious, self obsessed, paranoid, arrogant, verbally aggressive(although she did say never to her) and defiant. Clearly this had put a significant strain on her everytime we went out as she didn't know when or if I would turn into an idiot. Instant asshole, just add alcohol.
I stopped smoking on March 5th. I replaced the cigarettes with additional alcohol. Being somebody who can drink a bit this didn't really come to my attantion until the summer. As the weather got better so does the time spent in the garden.
We have just had the hottest summer on record in the UK. By the end of the summer I was drinking at least 24 bottles of beer and a bottle of vodka in a three day period. I felt little effect at the time but clearly this does lead to some shocking hangovers and mood swings. Not to mention the damage it was doing to my sperm count and my body in general.
I also had other reasons to drink which I will come onto in a moment.
I asked her at the weekend "If I had continued with the drinking, where would that have left us?" the response was considered and and delivered with a little caution "not in a very good state"
It is easy to take things for granted, especially your relationships.
*depression
For the first time in 2 and a bit years I openly stated to the misses that I suffer from depression. It's not that it was new news to her, god knows she has been more than patient in helping me deal with it over the past couple of years. It's just that I have never said it openly, and now that I have it is another small step towards dealing with the illness. I feel like I have to no longer apologise for the way I feel and I have had very few bad days in the past six weeks. So I do feel better, I have a goal and the booze was not helping me deal with depression.
Whew...see blogging really is cheaper than therepy.
So the weekend was a success in more ways than one. We had such a good laugh together and in a city renowned for its hundreds of different beers we remained sober (5 weeks and counting) had great sex and ate fantastic food and chocolate.
Most of all we spent 3 days just being us, you know a couple. It was fantastic.
By the way Belgium is not at all boring and only 2 1/2 hours from London, so go and have a look it's just brilliant.
Friday is nearly here and we are off and running for the second time.
Bring it on.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Running just as fast as i can
10k completed in 56 mins, hope my lazy swimmers can learn a lesson. Turning into a veggie but enjoying the food.
Found out today that the Karyotype results were good. Don't really know what that means other than there is no problem with us trying again for ICSI/IVF. We start with the prostrap next week. The misses is very excited.
Found out that a friend of ours is expecting. Happy for them but for the first time I feel like telling them to stop showing off, feck off and leave me alone. Don't want to know. I have never been interested in any one elses pregnancy least of all now.
Going away for the weekend and looking forward to visiting a new place.
Found out today that the Karyotype results were good. Don't really know what that means other than there is no problem with us trying again for ICSI/IVF. We start with the prostrap next week. The misses is very excited.
Found out that a friend of ours is expecting. Happy for them but for the first time I feel like telling them to stop showing off, feck off and leave me alone. Don't want to know. I have never been interested in any one elses pregnancy least of all now.
Going away for the weekend and looking forward to visiting a new place.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Beautiful Day
After finishing in the gym this morning I walked accross the car park and facing me was the most beautiful sunrise. Pinks and orange lit up the early mornng sky and the sandstone building behind me looked like it had been painted in a pastel orange.
Driving home, admiring the sky to the left, I went past the deep green rugby pitch and to my right was a darker sky and there was a rainbow which just went straight up.
I once herd someone say 'how can you witness a sunrise and say that there is no god'.
Now I'm not going to change my mind on questionable non entity but it was quite something.
Driving home, admiring the sky to the left, I went past the deep green rugby pitch and to my right was a darker sky and there was a rainbow which just went straight up.
I once herd someone say 'how can you witness a sunrise and say that there is no god'.
Now I'm not going to change my mind on questionable non entity but it was quite something.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Stuck in the middle
Strange time at the moment.
Just waiting now for the next visit to the clinic.
Not nervous, just waiting.
10k on Sunday, more soon.
Just waiting now for the next visit to the clinic.
Not nervous, just waiting.
10k on Sunday, more soon.
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