Medication

Here it is my collection of medications and supplements for our IVF cycle.
I was excited when I opened the big package on my doorstep. The excitement waned a little halfway through and by the time I finished repacking everything I was on the verge of a panic attack. I went outside and sat on our porch swing and just breathed.
Before IF I was the kind of girl who never took anything, heck I didn't even take an ibuprofen or tylenol unless the pain was going to make me throw up. I never took drugs, I never smoked, I barely touched acholol. Aside from the junk food my body was a temple.  The thought of putting all of this in my body is terribly scary and I'll admit upsetting. I find myself constantly reminding my inner naturalist that all of this is necessary and more importantly worth it in the end if it gets us to our goal, our family.
At the moment I'm on 600 mg of CoQ10(2 300mg pills), 1 vitamin D pill a day, 2 folgard tablets, and my prenatal. I already feel slightly overwhelmed and I've barely even started. I haven't even got to the really scary stuff yet.
I have a little good news on that front. It would seem at the moment that my best friend is going to help me with my injections. She's a scrub tech and I remember the countless hours she practiced on an orange way back when she was still in school. Which is good because I am a little leery about jabbing myself with a sharp object.
Now I'm just waiting for CD1 to get this show on the road. It should be here literally any day now.
Oh one more thing slightly irked at my doctor who assured us that our meds would be well under a thousand dollars. Yeah right. 1700 and some change up there easy. He needs to know a little bit more about this stuff before throwing out estimations like that. If DH hadn't have gotten that new job and a bonus that extra 700 and something would have throwed me completely out of whack.

Insanely bad luck or could it be good?

I don't know anymore.
It's like a picture I saw on my favorite facebook group, I'm tired of blessings coming in disguise. If I were a blessing I'd wear a big neon flashing sign around my neck.
On Sunday we got into a car accident. Yes, another one though this time I was 'priveleged' to be along for the ride. We went a town over to go to the cheap movie theatre, the one where you can get tickets, two drinks, a bag of popcorn, and a box of candy for twenty bucks. It's totally worth the drive, even if it is about an hour away. We took the new car. Yes the new car, the one we got less than a week and a half ago. We ate at Applebee's before the movie and at 6:40 we left to make the ticket line. We're sitting at a red light two to three cars in front of us, I'm playing candy crush on his phone, because well apparently I'm addicted to the stupid little game and can't go five minutes without playing it. He looks into his rearview and suddenly shouts 'oh shit' while simultaneously smashing down on the pedal and attempting to swerve around the car in front of us. Before I could do much more than put both feet on the floorboard, there's the jolt, crunch, sound of shattering glass, squeal of tires. I admit I went rather ape shit and started screaming expletives at the top of my lungs. I was so angry I wanted to crawl though the now non-existent back window. I mean its a brand new f'ing car. We get out and see the gigantic red pickup truck that rammed us. Then we see the bumper, or rather lack there of. Oh, there it is about 15-20 feet back in the middle of the road along with the rear window. I walk around the side of the car and just start sobbing. The whole back end on the driver's side is crushed in, almost into the tires. I notice a cop walking up and I'm like how the hell did he get here so fast. Apparently it's an off duty highway patrol man who just happened to be in a car in the lane over from us and saw the whole thing.
I am so thankful for my husband's quick reflexes. If the truck had hit us dead on, as it would have if DH hadn't noticed them barreling towards us in the rearview, this would be a whole different story. There's no doubt in my mind that we would have been injured. We would have hit the cars in front of us. I am incredibly thankful that as of the moment it appears neither of us were really hurt, though I can't be sure. My knee hurt yesterday, my lower back almost at my tailbone hurts today unless I'm standing/sitting straight up. I'm hoping both of these things will go away soon. He appears for the most part uninjured at all.
We took the car to a body shop today and it looks like its totaled. *sigh* Two vehicles in three weeks gone...just gone. I just don't know what to do anymore.
On a few different notes...
Today was my last day of work. I am so happy to be out of there and to have a little quiet time before the craziness coming our way.
My mock transfer went well.
I picked up some of meds for our cycle today as well. Valium, Estrace, something for nausea?, and antibiotics. They also recommended I start taking 600 mg of CoQ10 as well, so I got that too. I pick up the steriods tomorrow. Apparently the rest are already ordered, even the stuff from Freedom Fertility. It makes this very very real.