Not Here

Ryan and I got home from Minnesota a month ago.  We had a blast.  I tried to upload a bunch of pictures and blog when we got back, but I think my computer crashed in the middle of it.  Wonderful.

Taevah and Puddles at the fair.

Ryan and 'Lea at our bonfire.

Mia and Puddles on the big slide.

Mia and Tye on the strawberry "swirl" at the fair.

A small smattering of Soul Sisters.

Aerial lift bridge in Duluth, Minnesota.

We got to see the tall ships in Duluth, too.  They were so neat!

Some lucky fools actually got to go on a cruise out on the lake.

Ry even likes them.  Was there ever any doubt?

One of the huge freighters coming into the harbor.

A very low Gooseberry Falls.

This is the point we decided we needed to come home to Wyoming.

I love this picture.  Still at Gooseberry Falls.

Ryan on the steps of his high school.  It's amazing.

At the Hull Rust mine in Hibbing.

One of the smaller ore dump trucks.

We purchased a GPS unit while we were in Minnesota and started geocaching.  It's so much fun!

This is like the on-water "trailer hood."  We went to visit Ryan's brother Brent in Cedar Rapids, Iowa and took a trip down to where all the houseboats and fancy-hicked up pontoons are at on the Cedar River.

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Enough of the vacation, and on to the infertility journey.  While we were on vacation, we were supposed to be trying with medication.  

Unfortunately, I managed to get into some poison something-or-other on vacation, and really, who wants to be intimate when you're smathered in steroid cream, hopped up on benadryl, and generally miserable?  Neither of us.

During the trip, we also had lots of conversation about what we want to do fertility-wise.  We decided to make an appointment at the University of Utah Center for Reproductive Medicine.  We go to that, tomorrow.

Meanwhile, I started my cycle.  I called my clinic to start my meds, hoping that we could try by ourselves for this month before we went to Utah.  The day I made the appointment for Utah, I went and requested my records for our clinic here to be sent.  A few days later, I got my cycle, called our clinic here for meds, and waited.  My doctor's #?*!$-ass nurse called and said that since we had our records sent to the U, we were currently under their care and my doctor wasn't going to prescribe my meds.

I was so angry.  It was pure spite.  Pure, genuine, authentic spite.  I figure we've spent enough money there to already have done at least once cycle of IVF.  And we have had absolutely no results.  And this spitefulness.  It's not the second time its happened here.  And then, on top of that, one of my students' parents works at the clinic.  One of my colleagues recently had a procedure done, and needless to say, people were asking her about it.  And she didn't tell anyone.  The only person who knew was this parent.  It's not right.  I don't want people asking me questions.  We've also decided that if we do get pregnant, we are not going to do our prenatal care here.  We are driving to the next town over for care and delivery.  I, personally, have also decided that I will not do my preventative care here, either.  I will be driving to next-town-over for that care, too.  I want good care.  Not half-assed care.  I'm tired of it.  So I'll spend my money somewhere.

Anyway, I'm really excited about tomorrow.  I feel like we're going somewhere that can do something for us.  That can help us become a family of more than two.

Hopefully I'll be up to updating tomorrow.