And no, I don't think it is the trigger shot. Its out of my system already. Trust me.
Seriously these things are killing me! To the point that it hurts to set them free, taking my bra off and letting them loose feels like I'm hanging lead weights from them. Not fun.
On a brighter note...I'm no longer experiencing bathroom issues. Woo hoo! Does it make me seem really weird that poop brings me such joy?
I submit that it does not!
I don't care what you say, pooping is great...until you cant, or its not quite right. But all is well in the land of poo, and now I can stop talking about it.
I am just about 1/2 way through this mind fuck of a 2ww, and this has been the SLOWEST fucking 6 days eva!
Like dragging its ass across the living room carpet type slow. Scoootch. Scoooootch. Scoooooootch..... Hurry the fuck up and get it over with would ya?!
And I have been having the most fucked up dreams lately. Some baby dreams, some pregnancy dreams, some just plain fuckin weird dreams. I'm trying really hard to NOT read into anything. Nothing. But fuck me, its not easy. Sometimes it works.....others not so much. I plan to test at 10piui and 14dpiui. Fuck this waiting 17 days nonsense. Don't they know I am neurotic enough?