Charlie's Bird
living the dream with Charlie and Thandi and chirping all the way back to the nest.Archive for May, 2012
I’m back
…and you didn’t even know I was gone, did you?
Yesterday morning I arrived bright and early for my day 2 scan to discover that the cyst I had spotted some 8 weeks ago(!) was still there, chillin’ and disrpting my ovary, and so after consultation wih the fab Dr DB, we made the call to drain the cyst and continue with this cycle. Sounds easy, doesn’t it? But when you have 5 theatre cases booked and a fully booked diary for the afternoon and yo live a town away from your doctor, it isn’t, so I did my theatre list, jumped into the car and drove 300km to my doctor, had the procedure (after a visit from the divine Adip – thank friend, so nice to see a friendly face!), woke up, and drove 300km back,(edited to say, driven there and back by the awesome Charlie) climbed into bed, had a good sleep, and am now back at my desk, with 2 in labour, a full diary for today and a full list this afternoon. Oy. Oh, yes, and my cold isn’t getting much better, the clinic has said no more anti inflammatories for me, so here we go, headache, sore tummy and tired. Think of me?
Splashy days!
Ooh, love the beach!
Splashing is fun!
Walking with Dad, jumping in the water!
How I love the light of this little girl.
And in other news, day 1 is here, here we go again, let’s hope I get off the ground this time!
Damn
…the ADSL! It’s down, and I was planning a long chatty post today, with piccies and all, now, you get a rush job on the iPad.
We spent the weekend at the beach house, it was bliss, Thandi played on the beach, running in and out of the water in the lagoon, eating and digging the sand. Charlie and I played frisbee (when last did you do that?) gardened, entertained the J’s and generally chilled. My mom made great progress, climbing into the car, spending the day with us at the beach house on Sunday. All good…
the crazies
…have hit, we are now day 6 of solo practice, and I don’t know how those permanently in solo practice do it! I am going moggy. Its so lonely too, noone to bounce an idea off, noone to share a problem with. Oy vey! Thank heavens that tomorrow my associates are back!
Success
The shapes might have not been perfect, the filling needed some tweaking, but here are my rose scented macaroons – they are so pretty and were very tasty. I learnt a LOT from this first attempt, and am keen to try again, and hopefully have even greater success. And yes, the 24 hour wait was worth it! If I get the next few batches going ok, I will definitely start playing around with flavours and colours. Yum!
What a clever girl
…I am! I am very pleased with myself, ran a 15km run this weekend, slowly, and not without pain, but I did it! Yay! Its the longest run I have done since my last half marathon 5 years ago, so I am well chuffed! It means that I am nicely on track for the Knysna Half I am training for. (apologies to the grammer freaks out there, I know that is poor sentence construction – forgive me) I ran well until about 6 kms when the route began climbing, and I battled through to 9 km, the knees started to get sore from 11 km, and from 12/13 on, they were really sore, so I slowed down dramatically. Cardiovascularly I was ok though, so that felt good. Now I just need to get some more km’s on the legs!
In other news, this weekend I made macarons, had a a bit of a hiccup with the filling, so only got them filled last night, and they aren’t quite perfect, but they look good. Tonight we’ll taste them, they have to rest for 24 hours! Hopefully they will be worth the wait!
Anyway, must work!
Looming
…ahead, is a stretch of a week on my own, both my associates are off to a conference, so that leaves me on my own for the next week. Oy. Can’t say I am looking forward to it, but next friday will roll around, and I will make it there. So think of me, please.
Days of my days
…working, working, working is what lies ahead for next 3 months. Looking at my diary and my booked antenatal patients, I am doing 25-30% more work than last year which is just a little scary. August looks like it will be my busiest month ever, from a delivery point of view. That makes me a little nervous, but I know I can get through it. The only thing that worries me is how long I will be able to sustain at this pace; currently I have no holiday or leave planned and it’s getting me a bit down that I am working so hard, with no reward on the horizon. Or do you think I should be looking at that planned retirement at 50, which is only in 13 years and 3 weeks time now? Oy!
In other news, my Dawny is looking ok. Physically she is still very weak, and I don’t think we will ever get back to where we were before the fracture, but a friendly physio is going to come to the house tomorrow morning and assess her, so at least I will have a better idea about her capabilities and her prognosis. From a mood point of view, she is very labile, and has days plunging into the depths of despair, where Dad and I have to be the cheerleaders, and give her pep talks and motivational quotes, but then there are days like yesterday when I see my old Dawny there, happy and easy going (albeit a tad frustrated).
Anyway, lets get some work done today, after a busy day yesterday, with 4 babies(!!!!) I hope today is a bit kinder.
Counting days
…not crows. The time is drawing near when I will start to count days again(you know, fertility treatment), oy, I feel quite anxious just thinking about it, with a hint of nausea – wait, that could be from eating lunch too quickly – anyhoo, I don’t remember where I left off in my tale, but I hadn’t responded to any of the initial treatment properly, so we had to patiently wait for the initial injections to wash out my system and for me to start a period, which I just never did, so I have been on the pill for the last few weeks. I’d forgotten what an effect the pill can have, I have had 2 migraines, a few other headaches, and 4 pimples! (I know this might sound ridiculous, but having been a severe teenage pimple face and after being on Roaccutane and celebrating a perfect skin for so long, I am devastated by even 1 pimple showing up – ugh!) In theory I should be starting a treatment cycle next week, but given what May looks like, there is just no way I can get away, so I will continue the pill for another 2 weeks, and get going after that. Please pray with me that everything will work out, as it should?
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