Since this post, there’s been a major update. No, not that update. I wish. But possibly good, possibly not-so-good. I had surgery on June 3rd expecting to possibly find scar tissue, or nothing. Instead, it turns out that I have endometriosis. I’ve been wavering back & forth around being pretty depressed about it & being hopeful, though everyone I talk to gets excited that there’s an ANSWER. So I’m back to a no coffee, limited dairy, non-estrogenic diet, being super careful about toxins, etc etc. I’m just pretty beat at this point with the whole journey.
When I planned a June trip to Maine with my parents back in December, I had no idea it would be bracketed with having surgery, my brother’s final divorce court date (still waiting on the final decision), and a whirlwind work trip to Boulder – on top of all the other craziness that comes from starting a new job (just past 90 days now) & the start of summer.
I took a bit of a breather from the social internets post-surgery, I was struggling with having others’ financial & baby-having ease in my face all day long. Beyond that, I realized that every single time I opened Facebook, I read something that made me feel bad about life or humanity. It’s been good to step away, but I miss the interaction with my core group of ladies. Maybe I should get everyone’s numbers and text them all day long, like I do to Jen. I’m slowly finding a balance and trying to be more mindful of how I spend down time. For instance, instead of reading Twitter I should probably spend my down time doing Etsy and socking it into an IVF fund. And I should never read Facebook.
p.s. IT IS STILL RAINING in Vermont. The end times are here.