Recovery

Tiramisu

The first time I had an egg retrieval, my family put together a care package with fun socks, nail polish and snacks. It was totally unnecessary but so thoughtful. They made a fuss over me and I appreciated it.

By cycle 5, it's already old news. While I wasn't expecting visitors or a fuss, I was feeling a little sorry for myself that everyone is out enjoying the beautiful weather doing fun family things and I was stuck at home yet again due to this never-ending cycle of treatment. While I was grateful I didn't have to take off any work for it this time, I was also feeling miffed that I had to waste my vacation feeling crappy because of the retrieval. It also wasn't until the late afternoon that anyone checked in via text. I get that not everyone was off work yesterday and obviously I'm not the only thing on their mind, but I was feeling a little forgotten.

Which is why when an amazing angel dropped off flowers and a tiramisu, it completely blew my mind. My sister with the premie baby, who clearly has her plate full and other things to do, took the time to shop for ingredients, make the tiramisu, and deliver it so that I could have a treat. It took away all the feeling-sorrys and forgotten feelings.

My husband has also been wonderful during this recovery time. In general being my go-to guy for things I need, running my heating pad to and from the microwave, and letting me take control of the remote for the most part. On Sunday when we got home from the operating room, he got me my prescription meds, some lunch, and a card, which wasn't just hilarious but also so sweet and had such a thoughtful message in it.