I have 3 or 4 posts in the works right now.
One about a random conversation I had with an unlikely infertile.
Another about what I've learned recently about hormone treatments and how long they can alter your body’s natural function.
And even one about the ways in which Google actually saved me from a total panicked meltdown today when I got a hold of my blood results a day before my actual consult to go over what they mean.
I have a feeling that tomorrow's appointment is going to lead to an interesting post as well, now that I have gotten a sneak peak at that suspicious blood work of mine.
At the very least, I'm pretty positive that I'll be getting some pretty concrete answers about why I've been so tired lately. I'm just hoping those answers wind up pointing to something far less terrifying than the scenarios I managed to build up in my head this afternoon.
But... It's all going to have to wait.
Loo is moving next Wednesday. Tomorrow night is her going away party, and then Saturday we are getting out of dodge and escaping with another friend to a cabin a few hours away.
A last great Alaskan adventure for my Loo before she leaves me forever.
The truth is, I'm kind of pre-occupied with the goodbye-ness of it all.
And so while I am a little anxious about that blood work and what these results may mean, and while I can't wait to tell you about the things I've learned this week and the people I've met;
You'll have to excuse me while I disappear.
In a perfect world, I'll get you some pictures of our camping adventure Sunday or Monday.
And maybe between then and the big goodbye, I'll manage to pump out a real post or two.
But in reality - I'd say it's going to be a week or so before we return to our regularly scheduled programming around here.
Because I hate goodbyes.
And I have a feeling that this one... It's gonna hurt.
ADSPACE
