Oh yes, I know the SCD diet. I've tried every one of them out there, it all boils down to me having to avoid everything I'm reacting to and eating as clean as possible until maybe, one day, I can start adding foods back (except gluten). It might take many more years until that is possible or I might not ever get some foods back. It is what it is.
I work at a hospital and by the end of last year, we were approved a part time position for someone who does my same job. Then we got a new VP, who decided that nope, it wasn't necessary. I highly disagree! I am the ONLY one in our entire health system who does what I do and I am completely slammed with work, including the one doctor who decided to volunteer me to do work for patients from another country (they don't have health care, I get that, but I would've yelled NO!!!!). I've already done a couple sets of tests from there, then my own doctor (as in personal physician who this is her pet project) emailed me and told me I had to have this next set (54 patients) done by this Friday, all while I am slammed with a full load of patients and other stuff, which gets me behind my other work, which then has doctors calling me wanting results. Then the doctor who volunteered me (who I work for) started in last week telling me it HAD to be done ASAP. My supervisor told me to do it LAST, after all our other work was done. So, I spent 4 days in the last few weeks doing JUST this charity stuff. Then they had the nerve to tell me another set was coming soon. Ugh!
Let's back up a bit. The week this last batch of charity stuff arrived, I had taken 5 hours off that Monday (I had to go in for a potential surgery that I was never needed for). When the charity stuff arrived, I had to spend over 4 of those hours sorting through the box, getting things in order, writing down all patient info (that was written on Ziploc bags in Sharpie), then start processing 48 of the 54 tests. I finished the last of them the next morning. I decided to take off one day a week for the rest of the month of March. I DID get almost 7 hours off last week and I am off today and have to be off to go to the cardiologist in another town next Wednesday. I had been trying to get hold of my personal physician (the one with this charity project) or her nurse to get my records sent over to the MFM so I can get my pre-conception counseling so I can move forward with another FET (both places I've consulted are requiring it plus the cardiology ok, which I can get next week). I left that message 3 WEEKS ago and NO ONE called me back! I finally had time yesterday morning to fax a written notice to do the exact same thing, which has to be done before Friday, when my doctor is going out of the country for this charity mission. I had used the CNY form to contact them for a phone consult and a nurse called back on my home line while I was at work & left a message, probably 2 weeks ago. I finally had time less than an hour ago to call them to get this done, so now I have to wait 2 more weeks+ for the phone consultation. I feel like an entire month was wasted on me waiting on my RE to finally give me the brush off (tons of not returned calls, finally returned my email saying what happened with all the donor embryos not surviving) and yet another month of being swamped at work. I'm extremely mad! I was trying to get all this done before my supervisor goes out for surgery for 8-12 weeks, but now I will have to do it & he agreed that I need to do what needs to be done & not worry about it. I do have the vacation time, it's hoping that all this works slows down enough so I can actually do it. I think a couple weeks were just us catching up from a couple of nasty snow storms, but not sure why it's been so bad. So much for that new VP saying we weren't doing enough. Jerk. He needs to come do my job. He wouldn't last an hour. Oh, and my supervisor is so mad at the whole place that he wants to quit and have me become the new supervisor. Um, no, I don't want to be here anymore, let alone do that job along with whatever they will still make me do!
When I had my FET last year, a friend of mine invited herself to stay at my house 2 weekends in a row. My house is a disaster & I had to move heavy boxes of books & other stuff, plus move a couch around & clean a ton to make it halfway decent for anyone to even see. Then she had the nerve to say stuff about it after I specifically told her not to plus she was sick as a dog. That stress combined with the work stress is one of the reasons I think my pregnancy wound up so strange. This is supposed to be someone who is like a sister to me, but she has only contacted me when she needs something in the last couple of years. First was this place to stay at Thanksgiving (never once asked or I would've said no). Guess what holiday is coming up? She is trying to contact me again to stay while taking her son back & forth to his dad's house for Easter break. I sent her a facebook message (because I left my phone off for a reason) telling her to not bring her drama to me, I don't have time for it. I will NOT do it again.
Ok, so that's my update. Vonn, I hope you get the donor you want! The waiting is the worst.