Brittney Breakdown

Ok, just so you know, if this blog entry doesn't make sense, it's b/c I'm half-crazed and hormonal this week. To say I've had a bad week would be like saying Brittney Spears has been a little stressed lately. If you get grossed out easily, just log off. Otherwise, I'll tell you I have had a never-ending, out of control period for 12 days and a nosebleed that lasted 3 days. FUN. So I insist on seeing Dr. Lilly yesterday and he says it's completely normal, let's just give you IV estrogen for 3 days and by the way one dose is the equivalent of swallowing 30 pills. I got it in my head this wasn't what I wanted. So I call my gyno, who I've seen for 12 years, trust completely and owe a debt of gratitude for helping us to conceive Emily and then saving her life at birth, sorry, I digress... Anyway, Gyno recommends SURGERY, just come in Friday afternoon for a 2 procedure surgery and we'll cure ya' right up. ARE YOU KIDDING??? Suddenly, IV estrogen looks like a piece of cake. In between all of this, I have everyone's opinions flying around- mine, Scott's, friends on Colon Club, and 2 doctors with very opposing views. So I pretty much had a Brittney Spears breakdown today, which consisted, in part, of throwing objects, slamming doors and hitting a 7 on the tear scale. Only instead of hauling me to the psych ward, I hauled myself to the Cancer Center and got an IV dose of estrogen, which is much easier than having surgery. I should thank all my supporters, including Scott, who gently told me last night that perhaps I should consider an Ativan and Kasey who has witnessed the whole thing and so far hasn't been scared off by my behavior. Also, Kevin (vman) who didn't even ask q's, just sent me the most beautiful prayer he wrote just for me, which resulted in a 3 on the tear scale.
So that has been my week. I am exhausted. I have 2 hours to sleep before Emily comes home. I'm going to bed.
Love,
Michele;