We are still in a financial holding-period. Turns out, I was right. DH cannot start his new job until the 45-day window in which he has the chance to appeal the probation settlement is over and done with. At this point, I am praying it is 45 actual days, not 45 business days. With luck, he can start in late November.
In the meantime, praise God, we did get a chunk of money from his business, because a new site just gave us the downpayment. We are semi-caught up with bills.
Just in time, because I received a phone call the other day from the compounding pharmacy making my Viagra. They wanted to know if I wanted to fill the entire order, because it was $8.25 per pill. Hmm... well, I guess so. That'll be like $100, right? Because I only take it from Cycle Day 1 through hCG trigger? Ummm, no. It would be $600+!!! The Dr called in 80 pills, because the instructions are 4 pills per day!!!! I did the math, and the most I would need is 54 pills, and that quote is $450. Holy cow. All I can say is this had better work the very first cycle, because DH will not be happy with me otherwise!
(I even called Freedom Ph.armacy to see if they had a better price, but theirs is over $17 per pill! Yikes!)
I can feel myself slipping into a holiday depression. Ugh. I just never, ever thought I would be seeing my 6th Thanksgiving and Christmas still not pregnant. I would feel so much more peace if we were able to adopt. Just knowing that at any moment, I could receive a call... sigh. My phone will not be ringing this holiday season.
I haven't met with my therapist for several weeks now, and oh, boy, do I feel the difference. (And in my defense, I am not choosing Viagra over therapy ;) ... I just sent out a HUGE check for all of the therapy sessions' total, and until we get back on our feet a little more, I can't do regular weekly sessions.)
Today I'm expecting a small exercise trampoline in the mail. Waaaaaay back when I was going to the HynoFertility therapist, she recommended one of these for improved blood flow and cardio. I don't have time to work out. Well, ok, I have SOME time, but rarely do I have the energy to do anything after a long work day. But a trampoline makes sense. I can jump. I think. We'll see.
Hurry up, AF. Let's get this show on the road, already. Have I mentioned I hate cysts? For the record... I do.