When Inanimate Objects Fight Back

I'm a klutz.  I know it and if you read my blog you know it too.

Over vacation I bought an elliptical machine of which I had full intention of using when my spouse went back to work last week.  Well I think that the thing is possessed.  No sooner do I put on my work out clothes the thing bites me.

I'm serious.  In the past 8 working days I have had the thing bit me three times.  Sure okay, I admit it is my fault because I get distracted.  Yesterday I was headed to the elliptical machine when I got distracted by the color of the tarmac outside.  I thought it was wet and possibly raining which meant I would have to go around closing all the windows.  No rain.  Crap, ouch, damn!  Yup the elliptical bit me again.

If I'm going to injure myself by accident I do it well. I'm sure some of you are wondering what I did now and others probably are laughing with me in anticipation.  I broke my feet.  Feet?  Yes both feet three times now.

This is the left foot early yesterday which showed signs of healing nicely.  The bruise is there from the first striking of the elliptical plus two spider bites.  I struck the underside of the left foot on the elliptical.

This is my right foot of which you can see I recently injured not long after the left one.  Again healing nicely.  I struck the underside of right foot on the elliptical.  So the bottom got hit which means when the top of it bruises you know you did some good damage to the foot.

The left foot this morning.  I hit the elliptical machine directly with my little toe this time.  Spider bites are still there.  I have about 15 bites; the house is getting sprayed for  the spider issue today.  I guess it is a real problem this year in my village.  I've never had to get the house sprayed for spiders until this year.

Oh and my foot hurts!  No sense in going to the doctors for any of the above as there is nothing to be done.  Most I can do I did which is use ice on the broken  part and apply hydrocortisone cream to the bites.

But I thought I'd share with you all that I am attempting to exercise but I am failing miserably.  Right now I can't even get a sock let alone a shoe on.

Bruised In More Ways Than One

I'm bruised.  Not just on my arm but its a starting point. 

Yesterday I had my Estradiol level drawn and the guy wasn't all that gentle.  Not only did he bruise me but he left a spider web of blown veins resulting in pretty purple lines on my arm.  I'm none too happy about it either.

My levels aren't what I was hoping for either.  My ego is now bruised.  I was hoping that even at my advanced age of 42 I would some how beat the odds.  No such luck.  My Day 3 Estradiol level was 82.  Anything above 80 means that my egg store is depleting.  Looks like this might just be my last try for a baby. 

I was hoping for another try next year, head in the clouds, after delivering a healthy baby next summer.  I can dream.  I can stay positive.

This is a 2 x 2 inch round bruise from one Lupron shot on my abdomen.  The other red dots are from other shots for this IVF cycle.

Funny how no one told me to expect bruising from the smallest needle.  Its a bloody insulin needle!  I would have thought that perhaps the needle from the Menopur would bruise me but no, the Lupron shot got me.

Luckily enough neither of the two bruises hurt.  The Menopur does sting when its injected but for me I'm able to tolerate it well enough.  Maybe all my fat helps?

Different subject here.  The cookies I made yesterday are the Oatmeal Scotchies recipe on the back of the Toll House morsels bag just substitute the butterscotch chips for the same amount of milk chocolate chips.  The soldiers at the COF love them or so I was told at lunch time by my husband.

Tonight I'm going to make No Chop Pastistio for dinner.  This means I need to get my duff off my computer chair and get started on making it pronto!  Its a delightful dish but there is a lot of messy prep work for that particular dish.