Monday, January 11, 2021

How Quickly I Forget

I already forgot. In my last post I reminded myself to keep today's date in mind, that it was fast approaching. And then I promptly forgot about it.

I woke up early this morning and braved the cold to go grocery shopping right when the store opened. I am usually the only shopper at that time as was the case again today. They don't do curbside pickup here, so it's the safest way for me to get groceries. I didn't feel that great while shopping, but I went through my list and got what I wanted since I was already there.

When I got home, I got sick. And I could just tell it was stress-related (not anything that worried me), but I was so perplexed. I went back to bed while my boyfriend put away the groceries.

I slept for a couple of hours, woke up, and got sick again. I felt a little sorry for myself, but mostly I was annoyed and confused. What stress am I under? I thought... Well, yeah, there's my new unemployment. But I have a plan for my job search. There's also the pandemic and missing my family and friends, but we are on month ten of that so that's nothing new. Aren't we all stressed? Aren't we all maxed out? I fell back asleep again.

When I woke up again at 1:30, it hit me. It's the date; it's the freaking 11th. The exact same thing happened to me last year too and I just wrote about it last week. I did a literal facepalm while still lying in bed.

Six years ago today I learned that my first IVF did not result in pregnancy. I didn't have any positive feeling that it had, but it was still devastating to get that phone call. 

I swear it doesn't hurt like it used to. I promise I'm telling the truth when I say I like my life. But I also have to acknowledge what a huge deal childlessness after infertility is and how damaging failed fertility treatments can be. Even when I don't consciously remember the date, my body remembers on a physical level EVERY SINGLE YEAR. That's how big of a loss it is for me. 

And that is why I will keep blogging.

But, for now, I've had some rest, some saltines and soda, and I'm gonna call it an early night. 

Be gentle with yourselves, my friends. This shit is hard.

8 comments:

  1. I agree, this shit is hard.

    The only good thing of having 10 failed IVFs is that you literally can't remember 10 awful dates. So I don't know any of those dates.

    Be gentle with yourself.

    love,

    Klara

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    1. Oh Klara. <3 <3 <3 Thank you for being here and thank you for being your wonderful, awesome self!! <3

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  2. How weird that it is manifested so awfully each year. That really is impossibly hard. I do hope it starts to fade from next year. Though you'll probably always remember the date - even if not on the exact date, IYKWIM. Sending hugs.

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    1. I think it will fade over time... I will accept it if it doesn't. I'm fine either way. But having physical symptoms on a specific date every year definitely reminds me that it was a major event for me! Thank you for the hugs. <3

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  3. Oh wow. There's a book called "The Body Knows the Score." It's amazing what our bodies remember even when we don't, not consciously. Thinking of you, and glad you could take the time to honor it and it doesn't throw you for a long-term loop anymore. Sending you so much love. You're right, this shit is hard.

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    1. I just recently heard about this book and I'll have to check it out. I love synchronicity!

      It definitely doesn't throw me for a long-term loop anymore, thankfully. Thank you for the love. <3

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  4. Wow, Phoenix. We had discussed body memory before, but I hadn't realized that you actually got sick on that specific day. I am very sorry. Sending much love, too!

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    1. Thank you Elaine. The day came, my body remembered, my mind caught up with my body, and then the day passed. Until next year... <3

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