Ponedjeljak.
Dan 7.
Klomifen. Dva komada. Još samo danas...


Išla sam malo vidjeti da li i ostali opiče pod utjecajem dotičnog. I evo što sam našla.

Clomid - the very name is enough to strike fear in the hearts of husbands of infertile women everywhere. After a few days of it, my husband will wistfully ask, "Why aren't there hormone-free safe houses for men to go to?"

"Hormone hell is probably the best way to describe it. By the third or fourth day of taking it, I would become hysterical for absolutely no reason. I felt as if I had no control over my body. I began to wonder if this was worth it. But, it only lasted a few days, and we all got through it. But it wasn't fun."


Sad mi je puuunooo lakše...
A već sam mislila da ću morati tražiti stručnu pomoć! ;-)

Sigurno vam je sada puno zornije opisana moja topla, kućna atmosfera ovih dana... (hi, hi, hi...)
Ali nije ni meni lako.
Ostatak svijeta se barem može maknuti. A što ću ja sama sa sobom? E, TO ljudi moji treba istrpit'! ;-)



P.S. Danas me nije roštilj spriječio da piskaram (nažalost).
Poslovne obveze postaju pre-pre-prezahtjevne. Možda da netko zbroji koliko sati ima u danu?
I sad, umjesto da sam već na nekoj kavici, zbrajam brojčeke…