Seriously.

Seriously.  I have been a hostile, weepy mess all evening.  I hate hormones.  I don't understand why I feel the way I feel.  I just feel it, and it's crappy, and it's not good, and then I'm mean and I'm crying and it's stupid.  WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF THIS?

Tomorrow I go back to Dr. Daniels for him to try to get my IUD out.  This time, with drugs.  🙁  He'd better try hard because if he can't get it out this time it means surgery... and I don't have the insurance or cash for all of that.

I'm nervous.  I'm nervous about the pills jacking me up.  I'm nervous because I hate to feel nauseated more than anything ever.  And I'm nervous because I'm worried that he won't be able to get it out.

Jonathon and Leslie - I'm really sorry I wasn't great company tonight.  That is exactly why I've been avoiding everyone.  LOL  Lucky for you, you missed the uncontrollable sobbing on the way home.  There was snot and everything.  It wasn't pretty.  Poor Shaun.

I'm REALLY hoping that getting a new Mirena will level me out.  If not, I don't know what I'll do.  I can't live like this.  Actually - I can, but I refuse to.  It sucks.  🙁