Devin left for JRTC in Louisiana on the 22nd of August. He was gone all of August doing his pre-deployment training for Afghanistan. I had the embryo transfer on July 23rd. I almost immediately felt pregnant. I had so many side effects it was incredible. I enjoyed every second of it that I could stay awake for. I slept sooo much for the first week. I left on August 2nd for the Scentsy Convention in Dallas and found out on August 5th that I was really pregnant. It was such a rush of emotions. I had been planning everything out right after the embryo transfer so I was so ready for everything to come. I left Dallas and headed to Louisiana to hang with the in-laws. I ended up in the ER on the 7th with massive bleeding and cramping, on the 9th it was considered an incomplete miscarriage, I was done miscarrying around the 11th.
I left Louisiana on the 9th and went to Las Vegas to hang out with Stephanie. It was quite depressing to be on vacation and have all this happen but we managed to have a blast. We went to the Phantom of the Opera and did TONS of shopping. I think that was the majority of our trip but it was a lot of fun. We checked out a lot of the hotels, took several cabs, swam in the resorts pool, got lots of sun, saw lots of dirty things and then headed out!
We left Vegas and Steph drove me up to Logan to my brother’s house where I was meeting up with my cousin the next day. When he got there he said my Grammy was in the ICU in Oregon. I didn’t know things were that bad so it was a very somber day. We found out on the 15th that she was leaving us. We made it through the week then drove to Oregon to face a very difficult occasion. I couldn’t have been happier to get home on the 27th of August. Devin came home on the 1st. Now we are just planning out how to survive the deployment. I am going full on with my businesses right now trying to engulf myself in something else. I am still hurt but am dealing with it the best I can. It comes out as anger quite frequently but I’m done tolerating peoples bull crap. I am sick of everyone’s drama and conflicts. It’s not my job to be a psychiatrist and it’s not my responsibility to be a punching bag. I’ll keep everyone updated on the next round if we can get one in before Devin leaves. I might have to have surgery in a few weeks. The doctor found a polyp in my uterus so well see. I am grateful for what I have and I am still keeping my fingers crossed for next time.
