Truth, Lie, and Bounce
A few weeks ago, BlogHer asked people to add a strange fact about themselves to their profile. I added my fear of mayonnaise (you didn’t know this because you’re a new reader? Deathly afraid of mayonnaise. As in, I don’t even walk down that aisle in the food store).
After that was done, BlogHer rolled out the second part, which is an online scavenger hunt. Knowing it would be too difficult to have people comb through the 44.8 milli0n blogs on BlogHer (I may have made that number up. But it’s a lot of blogs), they made the game an easy guess between two choices.
But the fun part was reading these crazy facts about random people (one person wrote her first kiss was with Scott Baio, another admitted that she has played poker with Brad Pitt more than once, and another was a standardized patient for hospitals).
So, in honour of that game, I am proposing my own game at the Lushary.
Here’s how you play:
- Leave a comment below telling either a truth or a lie about yourself along with your monthly update about yourself (don’t forget to post about yourself–last month the first few people posted mondegreens and then didn’t write anything about their own month). It has to be one or the other, not a partial truth or a sort of lie. If you’re going to lie, make it a good one. And if you’re going to tell the truth, make it a damn fine one too.
- Make sure you enter the url for your blog if you have one when filling out your comment so people can find your blog.
- Either go back to your blog and publish a brief post about your truth or lie, expanding on the story OR if you don’t have a blog (or don’t want to write a post), wait at least two hours to return and write your answer in the comment section below (hence the “bounce” in the title. You will either have to bounce over to their blog to find out whether it is a truth or lie, or bounce past the other comments to find their follow up).
- Make sure you follow up in some way. Hearing the larger story or finding out that it was just a damn good lie is the fun part.
- Keep self-score at home seeing how many you get right.
And don’t, don’t, don’t forget to tell us what is happening in your life too.
As always, it has been about a month since we met, bitched, cried, comforted, and caught up each other on our cycles and lives. Pull up a seat and I’ll pour you a drink. Let everyone know what is happening in your life. The good, the bad, the ugly. My only request is that if a story catches your eye, you follow it back to the person’s blog and start reading their posts. Give some love, give some support, or laugh with someone until your drink comes out of your nose.
I have a ton of assvice in my back pocket and as a virtual bartender, I will give it to you unless you specifically tell me that this is simply a vent and you do not want to receive anything more than a hug.
So if you have been a lurker for a while (or if this is your first open bar), sit down and tell us about yourself. Remember to provide a link or a way for people to continue reading your story (or if you don’t have a blog–gasp!–you can always leave an email address if you’re looking for advice or support. If not, people can leave messages for that person here in the comments section too). If you’re a regular at the bar, I’ll get out your engraved martini glass while you make yourself comfortable. And anyone new, welcome. I’m glad you found this virtual bar.
For those who have no clue what I’m talking about when I say that the bar is open, click here to catch up and then jump into the conversation back on this current post.
So have an imaginary cocktail and tell us what is up with your life.
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I grew up with Jessica Simpson and her crazy family. And, I am as infertile as they come…still.
My mother is the youngest of six children, my father is the youngest of six children and I am the youngest of six children and I am the only infertile one out of the bunch…How is that for 1 in 8 odds?
As for my update…first “natural” cycle after m/c, currently in the 2ww supposed to test on Sunday. If BFN…starting Atkins diet and Actos meds to help with ovulation. Oh…also waiting to get the word that we are certified to adopt.
When I was a freshman in high school, my mother’s boyfriend invited us to go white water river rafting with him and his two sons. She declined. Because we declined, they had room in their raft for some last minute reservations…Tom Cruise and a small entourage! And we missed it!
As for my month, it has been a rollercoaster so far. My first treatment cycle since our loss at 12 weeks back in December. We had an FET and transferred two blasts, and while I’m still waiting for official betas tomorrow, I got a positive POAS (twice!)…so I’ll take a lemonade, please. 🙂
I recently started watching the Star Trek series from the beginning starting in the 1960’s.
This month, I am still holding onto all the hope that my pregnancy will continue. Today I am 8w5d, the longest its ever been. Keeping the hope and preparing myself for whatever my next u/s may bring in two weeks.
I can tell the difference in smell between pig, cow, horse, chicken, cat and dog crap. Seriously.
I’m doing my first IUI (Femara + HCG trigger) tomorrow and am super excited, super nervous, and trying super hard to not get my hopes up.
I have met 3 of the 6 presidents that have been in office during my lifetime.
My update is that while we’ve decided that we won’t be trying for anymore children (2 is it), I am not crazy about making that decision permanent (and it was MY decision!).
I’ve lived in 6 countries, have settled permanently in Australia, and have 2 heads.
My update is that I’m having my 12th ovum pick up tomorrow. I’m so nervous that I’m nauseous because we had NO embryos last cycle.
I am double-jointed in my jaw.
My update – I’ve been a closet lurker and have finally come out to play. 🙂 We are starting our first Clomid cycle this month (read – start Clomid tomorrow), and are very nervous and anxious, and a little excited (excited but trying not to get too hopeful).
I went to college to learn how to play games and analyze people.
This month, I had another we-are-only-guessing-it’s-a-cyst (doctor’s exact wording), and was told I can go back on bc, “if that seemed to help.” And oh yeah, the bc is really great because it also prevents pregnancy! Dude, and all this time I thought it was that whole zero sperm count thing. A toast to reading my chart (or not)!
And I better stick with a Dr Pepper since I’m taking MucinexD. 😉
Yay, Lushary time again! I think I could use some virtual white wine. I realised I like it better than red, now that I haven’t had any since Nov. I am not complaining! It is just an observation.
OK, so truth, lies and videotapes of last month.
At a certain point in my life I moved four times to four different countries during just one year. I kept two residences in two neighbouring countries for six months, but the train trips were killing me. The pack-rat in me still has nightmares about having to pack and move.
I was married to George Clooney when I was young and he was pre-ER, but his leaving his socks all-over-the-place drove me crazy and had to part ways.
Last month was the fifth in my pregnancy. It was good. Baby boy kicks constantly now and everything seems to be just peachy. I am happy and living a dream. I hope it stays this way.
I wish happiness could be rubbed onto others. A girl can dream, can’t she?
I’ll have a Guiness thanks, that’s my new drink of choice.
11 years ago today, I was in a coma.
Hmmm, what’s happening in my life, not a whole lot of conceiving, that’s what. Still holding on to hope for my natural BFP.
I am terrified of the internet. Literally. I had a stalker show up at my work once and tell me he knew me from Myspace. Having my own blog makes me afraid someone is going to track me down and cut my baby out of my belly ala the crazy chick from Private Practice. Yet I am still blogging.
My monthly update involved finding out that my endo is still growing, despite being on Lupron (which let’s just be clear, is not the most fun drug ever!) I was insanely upset at first (and sick and tired of being the one odd case) but then I realized there was a silver lining: I am not finishing out my course of Lupron (I was initially looking forward to 6 more months on it), and my IVF date has been moved up from November to July.
I seriously cannot wait! I’m pissed that Lupron did not work for me (after enduring 6 months of side effects) but I am ecstatic to be moving forward on my quest for baby.
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I am terrified of the internet. Literally. I had a stalker show up at my work once and tell me he knew me from Myspace. Having my own blog makes me afraid someone is going to track me down and cut my baby out of my belly ala the crazy chick from Private Practice. Yet I am still blogging.
My monthly update involved finding out that my endo is still growing, despite being on Lupron (which let’s just be clear, is not the most fun drug ever!) I was insanely upset at first (and sick and tired of being the one odd case) but then I realized there was a silver lining: I am not finishing out my course of Lupron (I was initially looking forward to 6 more months on it), and my IVF date has been moved up from November to July.
I seriously cannot wait! I’m pissed that Lupron did not work for me (after enduring 6 months of side effects) but I am ecstatic to be moving forward on my quest for baby.
Still no baby. Hmmm. I’ll take a Baileys.
I went to school with an girl who’s now in the soap Coronation Street
Also how can you be afraid of mayonnaise? It’s the food of the gods!
I’ve been trying to submit mine all day; no idea why it keeps failing. So I try again. . .
Truth or Lie: I’ve lived in 6 countries and have 2 heads.
Tomorrow I’m having my 12th ovum pick up. There haven’t been many follicles in the scans, and last OPU we didn’t wind up with any embryos. So I’ve very nervous.
I’ll have what your having, as long as it’s not beer. Beer and I don’t mix. Oh wait, I do believe I owe you a round. What will it be for you Mel?
I own a house in Costa Rica. The sunsets there are the most beautiful you can lay your eyes on!
Month update: We’re still working on getting a handle on our emotions surrounding Braden’s diagnosis of Ataxia-Telangiectasia (A-T for short. Progressive and Terminal.) We’re learning to infuse happy into daily living, and enjoying the small stuff!
I once had an opportunity to have s.ex with one of my childhood crushes, Fred Savage (of the Wonder Years).
For my update, we had our second IUI this week.
Off alcohol…*sigh*, so I’d like a root beer float, please!
I grew up with Pink…she was 2 years behind me in school, and attended my sisters birthday party in kindergarten.
We are anxiously awaiting the new benefit year so that our FSA is loaded and ready to go for our first IVF cycle. I’m nervous as heck, and impatient to boot. So, basically, we’re just hanging out in limbo like we have been for 6 months now.
This is my first visit to the lushary…….I think I’ll have a Black Velvet and cherry coke (so yummy!)
I once fractured my pelvis and remained unaware – I even went jogging several times – for two weeks.
As for me, I am working on popping out an eggy. On femara cycle #2, cd 11. Fighting off a uti as well but if I have to get one, so be it. No celibacy for me this week!
I am toasting this month to $400/month medication just prescribed to my poor kid. So, I’ll be taking whatever is 2 for 1 at happy hour…probably something watered down. 🙁
In 1993, I wore green velvet high heels to my prom—and also carried fake flowers, so I could keep them.
I am considering joining the circus, since I’m such a good juggler.
(I’m a terrible liar. I just spent like 5 minutes trying to think of a lie…)
I turned down an audition for a Broadway show in high school because my father told me it wasn’t a practical choice for a career.
My month update: my half marathon is next weekend and I’m terrified. Not sure why. We’ll have to pay the yearly fee again for our frozen embryos in another month, and I’m annoyed that I didn’t feel ready to go back to Dr. HIT this spring so we could avoid paying another YEAR of fees. And O’s been sick this week, plus is firmly entrenched in what they call the terrible twos. It’s been a bit stressful all around.
So I’m thinking something decadent. White Russian please, with real cream. 🙂
John Major (an ex-Prime Minister) knew me (as he in would talk to me using my name) when he was in charge of the country!
My month… waiting, waiting, waiting to be assigned a social worker! It looks like it might not happen until next month now. And I’ve been discharged from the hospital in terms of my endometriosis, it’s under control for the minute.
And a drink – I’ll have a spiced rum and coke.
I am my husband’s third wife.
And, we’ll be going for our FET on Monday. Fingers crossed that this will be the one.
I was a clown … hmm truth or lie, I guess you will have to see 🙂
In Day 6 of this cycle. I was hoping to start femara this month, but I was unprepared for the cost of those little pills. I did start taking 2 pills of Met everyday. Maybe we will get lucky this cycle. I am trying to see the awesome and be positive.
I would also like to order up a very old T.G.I.Friday drink that I don’t know even know if they still make … the Ice Cream Sandwich
I’ll do the update first because it’s easy. After trying clomid last month (with success in that I ovulated earlier than usual but failure in a BFN), I’m going no meds this cycle and all acupuncture/chinese herbs. So far, it’s still looking like it’s going to be a long one–I’m on CD24 today with no O in sight–but my temps have been amazingly less erratic than usual, which I consider a sign of progress.
As for the lie/truth: When I was a kid, my parents had to limit the amount of time I spent reading books each day to force me to do something else.
In 1997, I died and came back to life.
(pregnancy mentioned)
My month : Morning sickness has finally abated, and I am feeling normal, but not “normal” normal… I am still not convinced that this whole pregnant with a live baby thing is working (19+ weeks and no quickening yet), mostly because I am due 5 days before a colleague who seems to be miles ahead of me in terms of fetal development… but my stomach keeps growing. I am awaiting my 20 week u/s (which will happen in our 22nd week… the joys of a doctor on holiday). And I wish I didn’t feel so – blasé? – about something we have all worked so hard (and continue to work so hard) to attain. WTF is wrong with me?
For drinks – make mine a decadent vanilla milkshake (weird, huh?).
Mmmm, I’ll have a watermelon martini, please…
My grandmother is the oldest of 21 children (her youngest sister is actually younger than Grandma’s eldest child, my late Uncle J). The insanity in my family doesn’t stop there… At one time in my life I had 6 parents (mom, dad, step-dad, step-mom, and foster parents).
Monthly update: I’m seven and a half weeks along and trying not to overanalyze my symptoms while I wait for my u/s next week to determine viability. Can we say anxious?
Hmmmm, I want an amaretto margarita. They are so yummy!
In the second and third grade, my best friend’s father was a mafia don.
My update…I had a hellacious day yesterday (blogged about it)…but, overall, it’s been a good month.
Mmmmm, that watermelon martini sounds good. I’ll have one, too.
I was in a bridal party with M0nica 1ewin5ky and Mo11y R1ngwa1d. It was a large bridal party (6 of us), and one of the “bridesmaids” was a drag queen. Yes, he wore a dress. And he had the best legs of all of us (well, they were long).
My month has just been about parenting after IF. It’s still hard to believe she’s here, she’s healthy, and she’s MINE! She’s sound asleep right now, but I just smooched her sweet face like crazy. I think I’ll go indulge in a few more kisses.
I think I’ll have a dirty, dry vodka martini.
I once dated a king.
This month is all about waiting for me. We’re waiting for DH’s first urologist appointment after a thouroughly disappointing SA in February.
I’m a little late to this party but I’d love a Mimosa. Could you serve it to me out by the pool? (thanks!)
The night I first met my husband he propositioned me for a threesome with his buddy.
I am enjoying a little break from active appointments and tests while my lover does six months of hormone therapy. Our next SA is the end of July.