Saved by Scrapbooking

On a happier note, a little of my boredom is being alleviated by my scrapbook hobby. I really can't sit for long periods of time, but for some reason, the time limit has allowed me to create quick pages that are simple yet beautiful, at least thru my drug induced haze (lol!) I've been able to create at least 10 pages this past weekend alone, each taking only about 30 minutes that I've started to call myself the "lean mean scrapping machine". Okay, okay, I'm not lean but I tell ya, I'm now officially a scrapping machine! I can't prove it coz I can't go down to scan my pictures since I'm stuck in my room for all eternity (if eternity last only until this thursday!) But if someone visits me, I'll show ya!! Seriously, scrapbooking is a great hobby. More than the papers and the embellishment and the tools, my creativity (which frankly I didn't have before this hobby) has been unleashed. I can't wait to be up and about so I can do more scrapshopping. Just kidding Kenn (if ever you are reading this)!

The Wait is Killing Me

Okay, so I exaggerate a little. It's not really killing me...more of torturing me. Two more days to go before I find out the result. Two more days to go crazy over worrying. I've become so emotional lately, what with the hormone drugs that I am taking and/or injecting (I sound like a drug addict) that Kenn actually told me this morning that he was afraid to go into our room because I might start crying. I really really don't like this waiting period especially since I have nothing to keep myself occupied with that all I can think about is "What if I'm not pregnant?" I just think that this is my last chance to have a baby, which to be honest is not that far off the mark. Let's face it, my biological clock is ticking and I'm not getting younger. Okay, I'm not really over the hill yet but still IVF has always been my back up plan. So now, since I've already decided to utilize my back up, what if it still doesn't work? I don't have a back up to my back up!!! Well, alright, I do still have that two frozen embryos at the clinic but I don't know if I can go through with this again. I'm so tired from all this waiting. Ironic, isn't it? Since waiting is all i have now until that proverbial stick turns blue.

House Arrest

I've been trying to have a baby for a while now and early this month, my hubby and I finally decided to go for IVF (well, actually, we had no choice because my ovaries were highly stimulated from too much hormonal injections) Anyway, before i digress further, I was advised by my doctor that I needed to go on complete bed rest for two weeks after the procedure until I find out whether or not I did get pregnant. What this means is that I can't go up and down the stairs, I can't go out of the house, I can't leave my room and I'm supposed to be lying in bed as much as possible and I have to have injections every single day for 14 days. Now, the first two days were okay, I got to loll around in bed and watch DVD from sun up to sun down. My food was brought up to me and I didn't have to do anything at all. But after one week, I think I'm going a little insane from sheer boredom. I've managed to finish all my DVDs, I've scrapped a little, I've read a little, been solving a lot of puzzles, surfed a little but now I am going a little crazy. Now, this was supposed to be my dream life before, sit around the house and do nothing the whole day but I find that I'm really not cut out for this type of life. Maybe one or two days is fine but more than that...argghhh I cannot take this anymore. And to think that I'm not even sure that I'm pregnant yet. So essentially, what this means is that if I don't get pregnant, I did this all for nothing! So I really really hope that I am preggy already but so far I don't have any of the symptoms (I know this sounds weird but when i wake up in the mornings, sometimes, I wished that I had morning sickness). I can't wait for that stick to turn blue and I can't wait to see the downstairs of the house again. I'm even looking forward to going back to work. Anyway, I've been blogging for more than 30 minutes already, which means???? I need to get back in bed and stare at the ceiling some more. tata...