This weekend was by far the worst I think we have ever had.
Travis went to his reproductive endocrinologist on Saturday to have a seman analysis done to check and see what the radiation and hormone replacement therapy has done to his sperm count. The lab tech told him that they couldn't tell him his results there and that they would send the results to his urologist. Well, after checking the sample, she came back and told him that they couldn't find anything in the sample. Not even 1. So they were going to centrifuge it (spin it around really fast) and get a concentrated sample to double check. 30 minutes later and 2 more opinions it was confirmed that T doesn't have any sperm. There is a slight possibility of a block and they were going to check for fructose just in case. However the reality is more likely.
T looked at a brochure while he was in there that had the prices of fertility treatments. Holy freaking cow! It will cost $900 for an IUI (interuterine insemination), $950 for IUI+medications, $4000 for IUI + injectibles, and $12,000 for IVF (InVitro Fertilization). So now we are saving saving saving and T is going to set up an appointment with his Uro to check things out. Not really sure what our next step will be or should be.
Well, that was Saturday. Sunday we got early to try out a new church. We will not be going back though!! It was much to relaxed for us. First of all, they put our walking, climbing, rough and tumble boy in a nursery room with babies newborn to BARELY walking. Even though right next door was a room full of running around toddlers. Why you ask? Because he was 15 months and the next room was for 18 months +. Even after I tried to tell them he walks around everywhere and climbs and is too big for the rest of the babies in the first room (next oldest child was barely crawling...) They assured us that if he was too big they would switch him. They didn't. UGH. Then during the service people kept getting up to go grab a cup of coffee and come sit back down. And all the little kids were playing on Iphones or being rambunkcious (SP??). It did not leave a good taste in our mouth. I guess we are just a little too traditional when it comes to churches.
Sunday evening I was not feeling good at all! My stomach was really queasy and I just felt all around BLAH! So we put Wyatt down and I went to bed too. By 10, I still couldn't sleep so T rand a bath for me. All of a sudden I didn't feel good and made him grab the pitcher we use to rinse the tub out. Filled that about halfway up. It wasn't pretty. I got out took a shower and went to bed. I ate 1 cracker and 2 sips of water because I was soooo thirsty. Well that was a BAD idea! Around 11:30 that came back up. I finally fell asleep, but Wyatt is teething and he kept waking up all night. Every 2-3 hours. Finally Travis tossed some stuffed animals into the crib and Wyatt went right to sleep around 5.
Monday I had my job interview with Dallas Independent School District. The school is on the other side of town from us. But a job is a job right? South Dallas resembles North Tulsa a lot! The school is about 48% black, 48 % hispanic, and 4% other. Although I am not sure what the other is as I didn't see any of the 4%. I think the interview went really well. The assistant principal said she like my answers to the questions. They were interviewing 1 other girl after me. I really hope I get this job. If nothing else it will be a foot in the door. I know it won't be a long term job because during the interview, the Asst Principal mentioned needing to scale down on teachers as it is right now class sizes are 6-10 students:1 teacher and it should be 22:1. But if I can just get this first job, life will be much easier. And after getting the first job, the second is usally easier!
