Cruising That Big, Big River in Africa
Despite all my attempts at de-stressing ( gardening, reading, blogging every day, lying on the floor with a cushion over my head), it has not been working.
Sooooo....I decided that I did not want to know what was happening with my donor, other than what day retrieval will be on. I can hear the screaming from here.
Yes, I want to know but I cannot control what is happening so I am not letting myself know. I am still freaking out over everything but that is par for the course.
The clinic phoned me this morning and they want me in tomorrow morning for a lining check. I figure if things were going that badly, they would not have asked me in tomorrow. Logical?
Today I am playing with my new toy (new laptop). Thanks to the resident IT guru, I can now surf blogs and watch DVDs from the holy of holies (otherwise known as my bed!).
I am also distracting myself peeling hundreds of potatoes to make a giant-sized pot of this for my friend Peggie's 40th birthday party tomorrow night. For an expected total of 50 people, that is going to be a lot of potatoes!
posted by Pamplemousse @ 11:12 AM
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I know it is hard to go with the flow, so to speak, but I honestly found that my most pleasant cycles (no matter what the outcome) were the ones where I managed to live life on my terms.
I figure, at least I had accomplished something for myself in living life.
And, ok, I know we are an ocean apart, and we both (theoretically) speak English, but that recipe? I seriously only understood about 54% of it.
Does goggle have a translator for Scottish to Southwest USA? (My Scottish ancestors are rolling over in their graves, I'm humiliating them so!)
Cause if a tattie is the GI tract of a sheep, I'm out, but if it is a potatoe, we're good.
And I've no clue what oatcakes and skirlie are...
Anyway, thinking good thought for you!
Oh Boulder, you just made me giggle so! Thank you, thank you! Oatcakes are oats squished up and made into flat, round crackers. Skirlie is pinhead oatmeal fried up with lard and onions. In some ways, the Scottish traditional diet has not departed the 17th century. Oatcakes are very good in the GI stakes though.
I would like to point out that no lard or dripping or any kind of animal fat (other than some occasional butter) makes its way into my half-demolished kitchen. I use olive oil to fry up my onions.
Oh, and now I am hogging my own comments but a tattie is a potato!!
Yeah, I'm trying to decide if I want to know what my donor is up to, right now, two weeks before I leave for the dark continent. But what can I do? So I'm thinking I'll just keep unpacking and nesting a little more, and squeeze in another lunch with the Infertile Gourmet. And can I just say, Wow, that's a lot of taties! (American spelling ;-)) You should go into the military or something, for KP duty! BTW, I'm tingling with excitement for you...mine doesn't even seem real, so no emotion for that, but you? Woohoo!
Wasn't there just a study done that showed stress doesn't matter in ART because the hormones used are so strong? I thought there was. Anyway, that's what a nurse told me in my ART days, so don't stress about stress. Just continue to find your peace in the garden, the kitchen and the holy of holies.
Ok since everyone else is being nice or something - can your donor let ME know what's going on and I can update everyone? I mean, just because YOU don't want to know...
he he he
I'm sure everything is just fine w/the lovely donor. She's probably laying on the floor w/a pillow on her head wondering how YOU are doing.
Damn. When are we humans ever going to evolve and get ESP?
I love T's idea. Brilliant. I guess ignorance truly is bliss sometimes, though. Good luck with your lining check tomorrow.
I'm jumping on your ship and going the way of no details, please.
I'll be right over for tatties galore.
(We had Irish sausages this morning while listening to the BBC. I tried to be there.)
Power to you for not NEEDING to know your donor's status. I think you're right in that it might help you feel less anxious about everything.
And being called in for a lining check does seem promising. Hoping for fruitful results...
All those potatoes scare me.
When I was little my mum had an attachment for her kenwood mixer that was supposed to peel potatoes. It mostly just kind of scraped them, but it was fun trying. You are a very good friend, my dear.
Your logic seems sound to me!
I think taking four weeks off is a marvellous idea:-)
I am glad you are lounging around the house. Except for the potato peeling, it sounds great.
Good luck with tomorrow's appointment and maintaining the willpower not to check in on your donor's progress.
Perfectly logical.
I'm sure things are progressing beautifully.
In my books, any recipe with potatoes is a good one.
The lining check HAS to be a good sign!
Good Luck with the destressing efforts!
That sounds yummy, I love shepherd's pie type things. Now if I can figure out what a skirlie is I'll have to try this out.:)
Oh, skirlie=oats fried in lard and onions...I could do that except with butter or ghee instead though.:)
Another new reason to love Scotland! Not that I needed more. Those tatties sounds really good.
Any reason why checking lining would be a bad thing? I ask out of complete ignorance.
Well, really don't have much idea what the heck you're making based on that recipe, but hope it tastes good.
And of course, wishing you the best on the DE cycle. Will you post pictures of your kitchen and garden? In four weeks, you should have something beautiful there.
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