After an extremely busy week, we were really looking forward to the weekend. Friday at 5 couldn't come soon enough.
My meds arrived on Friday. I begin my Lupron Injections on Monday and my last BCP will be the 24th. Everything is all organized and ready to go.
Friday night we drove into Atlanta to have dinner with some of Derek's coworkers. We went to a place we had never been before and will probably never return there. The food wasn't terrible and the atmosphere was OK, but they spilled steak juice all down Derek's back and didn't even offer to give him a free beer. And the place was SLOW. Our reservation was at 9, they didn't seat us till 9:30 and we didn't get out of there until after midnight. Granted, it was a large party, but still...When you have more than an hour's drive home and you have had a long week, it made it all the more frustrating.
Adding to that, there wasn't really a single healthy item on the menu. The only chicken entree was fried. And, I didn't post about it in advance (just in case I lost my motivation and didn't actually move forward with it), but I started going back to the gym this week and also started a diet. I had only gained 3 lbs since our FET last October, but I decided I wanted to lose that 3 lbs and however many more that I could before we actually had the transfer. BUT, not having any healthy choices AND eating dinner at almost midnight is not conducive to loosing weight. Tomorrow is my weigh in day, so hopefully it wasn't too detrimental. (Wish me luck!!!)
After our late night, we had to get up early and head BACK to Atlanta for our required 1 1/2 hour counselling appointment on Saturday. We were supposed to meet the Dr. at 10:30. Derek has the Tom Tom App on his iPhone and it doesn't do too well in Atlanta. We had planned to stop for coffee and breakfast, but Tom's terrible directions a few miles into downtown Atlanta onto our journey didn't allow it. So, we got to her office about 15 minutes early. We had were at the address that she had given me over the phone, but her name wasn't on the sign outside the building. We were worried that we were not in the right place - even though she said she wouldn't be there before 10:30 and the building would be empty and locked until she got there. As I tried to call the Dr, Derek went over to door to see if he could see in. He did what ANYONE would do and pulled on the door handle. It wasn't locked and the door pulled open.
UNFORTUNATELY the alarm was set, AND IT WENT OFF. We stood outside the building, siren blaring, leaning against the car and waited for the police. We laughed and discussed that if her first impression of us was that of us in handcuffs, it probably wouldn't bode well for the resulting psychological evaluation. Luckily, she arrived before the police did and we escaped the humiliation of the handcuffs.
The good Dr. was pretty nice and easy to talk to. And she didn't really ask us any really tough questions. In the first couple of minutes, she was aware that we had already been planning to adopt when the EA became an option so the question of whether or not we would go postal and take out our RE's office wasn't going to be an issue. Or at least that was my take on the evaluation. Her report may say otherwise.
After the Dr's appointment, we headed for some lunch, go the oil changed in my car and went home. I had a terrible headache - I guess both from the small amount of sleep and also from the lack of breakfast. I napped on the couch, watched some college football, and then went to bed.
Today I cleaned the house and did some laundry. We went to the park and took a nice long walk. We also got the pool table set up today and Derek and I played some rousing rounds of pool. I am so AWESOME at pool that the only games I won were the ones that Derek scratched as he sank the 8 ball.
And another exciting week begins tomorrow...