So, slightly nauseated all day today, and apparently I’m eating for 30. “Jeez Louise!” exclaimed my very young and casual doctor at the ultrasound today, upon examining the follicle sizes. I even got a slightly creepy “That’s a juicy one!” outta him today. Ewww, gross, haha. He better be an extremely gifted surgeon. Surgery is Sunday morning!
Panera Cafe is my new fav “fast food” restaurant. They gave me a choice of chips, bread, or an organic apple for lunch. Organic! TYJ. I had 2 sandwiches for lunch. Very hungry. I am probably craving salt because I woke up with visions of pickles and ice cream. I did have a pickle today and it was oh-so-delicious.
I have new symptoms today: I keep getting lost VERY easily and forgetting things. I am blaming this entirely on crazy estrogen levels. I also am quite amorous and have been fantasizing about 75 percent of my day away. Come to think of it, this may help explain my getting lost and forgetting things. It’s like I am so incredibly fertile today that my body can’t help but think about ways to take advantage of the situation.
I realize probably less than 1 percent of the population could relate to what I’m going through today. I have yet to meet another egg donor actually. Then again, it’s not something people casually bring up in normal conversation. I’m kinda glad this is the last one. My body has been through a lot and I’m ready to move on to new adventures ;-)