Hi folks - nothing super impressive going on over here. We are currently in the Denver airport about to catch our flight back to NYC. Slight mechanical problem, so we're a bit delayed, giving me time to post.
My wonderful hubby Will took me shoe shopping yesterday (because there is nothing a good pair of new shoes can't cure or at least help with). After that, he drove us to Vail where we looked at the snow-covered mountains and beautiful skier and snowboarder people (and their dogs - so many gorgeous snow-loving dogs!). We had a lovely lunch and low-key walk around Vail Village. Made me want to go skiing. Not right now, mind you, but well, in different circumstances. Nice to see so much snow out in Denver since the Northeast has been so deficient this year.
In terms of two week wait symptoms...I wouldn't say I feel nothing. I definitely think I am maybe occasionally feeling very slight cramping. Got that? It's a definite maybe. It's awfully subtle. Trying to not drive myself crazy with this. There have been cycles in the past where I felt what I can almost term as uterine "construction" feelings going on that were very reassuring, and at least so far, that's not happening. But it's not a total dead zone down there either. The faintness of the sensations, though - and their transient nature - makes it hard to know if my perceptions are just what I would typically feel if I hyperattuned to my sensations or whether there is anything else afoot. Ah well.
At airport security, they wanted me to go through their fancy millimeter-wave body scan machine, which I didn't want to do. (No room in my already neurotic brain for any crazymaking thoughts that I somehow doomed the implantation process by exposing myself to millimeter waves!)
So I opted for the manual pat down and explosives wipe.
Which should have been no problem...
except for the small fact that I tested positive for explosives.
So I ended up getting all my belongings checked and wiped for explosives and an errrmmmmm, more "thorough" pat down in a private room from two lovely female TSA agents.
Which thankfully I passed. Otherwise I had visions of them shutting down the entire terminal as they did...well, actually....don't know what they would have done in that case.
Not sure what set off the machine. Maybe something in my estrogen patches? Or in the ethyl oleate from the progesterone in oil? (I'm using that every other day to supplement my Endometrin suppositories.). Who knows.
I'm still hoping that maybe I will feel something more definitive in terms of implantation sensations soon. There have been times in past two week waits that I felt like a line of condos was being put up in my uterus...but then before my natural pregnancies, I never knew I was pregnant before testing at all...(or maybe had an idea a day before testing. Maybe.) So I know anything is possible. Trying to keep an open mind and not torture myself one way or another. All of your reports on what you did or didn't feel was very helpful, by the way. It doesn't completely make the crazy go away, but it reminds me that whatever I am or am not feeling, I am definitely not at game over yet. Nowhere even close.
Wait...was that something in my uterus? A slight cramp?
There it was again...possibly.
Oh wait, it's gone.
Maybe it was my imagination.
Or maybe it was just gas.
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