CD6, Lovenox Begins

Six days since AF arrived so it was time to break out the alcohol swabs, needle box, and the lovenox. The needle, my old friend, is back. The instructions said to do the injection lying down. What? Is it going to run to my legs if I'm standing up? That seemed odd, but lay down I did. I felt a bit silly. It's also the day to begin the dexamethazone, but honestly I'm not thrilled with the idea of steroids and weight gain. I was kind of hoping to ride the synthroid metabolism boost for a few more weeks and lose a few pounds before starting the dex. But today's the official day to commence with this stuff. I may hold off until I do the LAD (leukocyte antibody detection) test next week (Tuesday?) as I don't think that the dexamethazone functions in the formation of the uterine lining. Hell, I don't know WHAT it does but I guess I should figure it out today, just in case.

Still feeling like shit from the lexapro. The neighbor's gardeners starting their noisy routine at 7:00AM didn't help matters when my alarm was set to go off at 8:15AM. I took out my retainer and telephoned the Los Gatos PD:

Me: "What does the noise ordinance say about when gardeners can get started in the morning?"

Dispatch: "Are you in Los Gatos or Monte Sereno?"

Me: "Los Gatos".

Dispatch: "Let me see. Hmm. 8:00AM. Is someone making noise?"

Me: "Yes indeed." I gave her my address.

Dispatch: "We'll send someone right away."

But by 8:05AM the noise had gone on without cease and I could only assume that the LGPD had flaked on me. I realize that the rest of the world is probably already up and awake by this time, but our household isn't. Not even my 89 year old mother is awake at 7:30AM. Being woken up early really pisses me off so it only added to my morning headache, compliments of lexapro. I know that sleep til 8:15AM will be a fond memory once we are parents, but for now, just gimme my sleep and no one gets hurt.