I turned 38 today.
I am cycling again.
I am on 8 vials a day (for those of you who still measure in vials).
My estrogen level today was 28. Five days ago it was 29.
The book is not done. My coauthors are unhappy.
I am drowning my sorrows in Nixonland.
I am cycling again.
I am on 8 vials a day (for those of you who still measure in vials).
My estrogen level today was 28. Five days ago it was 29.
The book is not done. My coauthors are unhappy.
I am drowning my sorrows in Nixonland.
I'd say Happy Birthday, but it doesn't sound like you want it. Good luck kicking the ovaries into gear.
Posted by: Elizabeth | Wednesday, May 28, 2008 at 12:35 AM
I'm going to say Happy Birthday anyway. Happy Birthday.
(I'll be 38 in five weeks myself. Yay 1970.)
The cycling sounds like it SUCKS. Bleh.
Co-authors are never happy, when you come to think of it.
Posted by: Jody | Wednesday, May 28, 2008 at 07:29 AM
I am wishing you well. (And I'm 38 too.)
Posted by: BrooklynGirl | Wednesday, May 28, 2008 at 09:36 AM
Good luck!
(P.S. I think we know each other. I hope it's okay that I commented; I've been trying to find a way to say something in person for a long time.)
Posted by: j | Wednesday, May 28, 2008 at 10:30 AM