My high rolling friend

Well, I'm still waiting, ever so patiently to find out the news on whether I'm pregnant, or not.  Come on already Christmas!!  So, today while out finishing my Christmas Shopping, I ran into an old friend and we laughed about the summer of 1985.

Summer, 1985.  My mother was a pool player, and a good one at that.  She had won her way to a National Pool tournament in Las Vegas.  How excited was I, to go to Vegas.  It was hot hot hot.  I remember that so vividly.  We arrived, and there wasn't much for me a kid to do.  So I naturally, went in search of friends in the big pool hall, at the MGM grand.  I made friends with a woman named Lee Meredith.  She was the blonde, in the Miller Lite Commercials, that said "Oh, Mickey".  I also, somehow, roped myself into working a booth, that served sodas.  Never meet a stranger now, and never met a stranger then.  I became pen pals with Lee, and I think it dropped off in High School.  Need to ask Mammie.  Anyway, I digress.  I had a baby sitter one day, and she took me to Wet N Wild.  It had just opened that year.  While hanging out, I noticed a kid that looked really familiar to me.  So of course, I went up to him.  As I drew closer, I was sure it was my friend's younger brother.  "Casey, is your sister here?" he looked up at me, and said, "um yeah, follow me".  So off we go.  We make it to the wave pool I think, and there is Candy Yoast, my friend from Will Rogers Elementary School.  She is going into the 7th grade, and I'm going into the 5th grade.  Her dad was a blackjack dealer, and they were there visiting for the summer.  It was too cool, to be a million miles away from home, playing with my friend.  I felt so cool. 

Through the years, Candy and I would always run into each other.  We looked a lot alike.  Both were blue eyed brunettes, with long sometimes unruly curly hair.  She called me up out of the blue one time, and said I have something for you.  It was a fake ID.  I used it until it expired or I turned 18, can't remember which happened first.  :)

So today, I saw Candy and was 10 again.  I was super cool.  :)

9dp3dt

The title should give you a hint, as to what my days consist of.  Just go to any search engine, and you too can be sucked into the blogging world of Acronyms for fertility.  :)  What it means is, I'm 9 days past a 3 day transfer.  At this point, I consider myself PUPO, which is Pregnant until proven otherwise.  They put 3 embryos in, and until I have a blood test to tell me different, I'm trying to keep faith and just believe, that I am indeed pregnant.  My stomach has finally cleared of all it's bruises and track marks from the gazillion shots.  The swelling seems to have subsided as well.  I'm wearing jeans today.  Yippee 

My progesterone in oil shots, are going very well.  There was one episode of pain, only one though, out of almost 2 weeks of nightly shots, I'll take it.  No bruising and no lumps.  I've got two great girls giving me the shots.  Both of them are nurses, and I'm so very thankful.  Not only for their help, but their friendship as well.  I've know Missy for 25 years and Erin and I are new friends.  I don't know what I would do without either one of them.  Getting to see them each day, is a bright spot.

So, no news to report.  Not feeling anything, which is a good thing I suppose.  No weird sensations, no pain.  Except for the painful way, that time is going by, everything is good.  I'm super excited about Christmas.  That is when I will find out if this worked.  Because of the holiday, I have to wait.  But, I've waited this whole year, what's a few more days.