And The Prize For Idiot Goes To . . .

Me.  I cannot believe what a freaking bonehead I am sometimes. 

I have been very stressed lately.  Work has been horrendously busy; our staffing is down 40% (but I am thankful to have a job).  The cuts were due to transfers and not layoffs, thank goodness.  One voluntary (a promotion!) and one not voluntary (transferred to another department that was short-staffed).

Most of that work has gone to me.  I really do try to limit my day to eight hours, given that I have a two-three hour commute.  Frankly, it's not close to possible lately.  Even though I work through lunch, there have been a lot of nights lately that I've missed dinner with DD because I needed to work later than normal.  Now, I realize that is a way of life for a lot of people, but I probably make 50% the salary that I could if I worked somewhere else.  The trade-off for the reduced salary is the eight hour day, the opportunity to really take vacations, and weekends off.  And, in addition to the increased workload, we are changing buildings.  I'm delighted, because the new place is much nicer, but it's just more stress, particularly when your office looks like a nuclear testing site.  (To be clear, I am not complaining -- I will take the increased workload and the reduced salary -- I like what I do, I like my boss, and I like his boss.  How many people have that?)

Now to the bonehead part.  I am in the middle of another cycle and am currently on my pill month.  I started Lupron two days ago.  Everything was on track this weekend.  But, when I checked my pills last night as I usually do (to make sure that I've actually remembered to take the pill because I'm paranoid), there was no pill for today.  WTF?  The only thing that I can think happened, but I don't know for sure, is that I took an extra pill Sunday night for some reason, and then took another without thinking Monday morning.  I did this once before (my brain has not been engaged in the mundane lately, because I'm always thinking about something else -- see second paragraph), but at least that time I caught it and just didn't take another pill the next morning.  (It really wasn't that big of a deal.  I normally take the pill between 6:00 and 8:00 in the morning, and I took the extra pill at 1:00 in the morning, so it was early but not too early.  Of course, that happened on this cycle too.) 

Like I said, I don't know for sure, but given that I'm fairly positive that everything was OK before Sunday.

Is it even possible that I could be so stupid?  Seriously.  I am one of the most compliant patients you could meet when it comes to medications.  I know that it is important to take them when you are supposed to, and to finish the bottle.  Duh.

Now I have to share my idiocy with the clinic this morning.  I'm sure they've heard it all before, but honestly, what could be easier than to punch out a pill each day when the days are marked for you?  I have no idea if this is significant. We have two frozen embryos left, and frankly, I would rather just stop and start over if I've screwed things up.

Shoot me now.

Comments

[Sue]

Lupron always makes me mentally fuzzy. Don't worry - your clinic has heard it all before and I'm sure everything will be fine.

[Lorraine]

I am pretty sure that an extra pill is less of a problem than forgetting one - either way, your baseline bloodwork should give them an idea if there is a problem.

I usually have to make a chart for each cycle and actually physically check off each med as I go - it seemed silly at first, but when I was taking fifteen things, at varying times per day, I could never remember what I had or hadn't already done that day.

You're a brave woman for subjecting yourself to Lupron during the holidays! Hope you don't have to host on top of your crazy schedule!