[sigh] If y'all think you're bored with my sitch, try living it. Actually, it's kind of exciting to see things getting better between my H and I. I'd say that we're already getting along better than at about any point in our entire marriage. We actually have inside jokes and make an effort to spend time together.
Last night H was installing some stuff on my computer and it felt a little like old times...yuck. I asked him what he meant about being "all f##ed up" the other day. I was kind of a pest about it for a few minutes, but the best answer I got was "I don't know." I told him that wasn't a very good answer. We kept the convo pretty light, but it would be fair to call it strained.
After that I announced that I wanted attention. He smiled and kept working on the computer. I sat on his lap and he said, "I can't finish this install with someone on my lap." I said, "I'd really like to help you with this problem. Have you tried bug spray?" He laughed. Eventually I left him alone and went to bed to read.
Last night I surprised him in the middle of the night. I woke him up about 3:00 a.m. to ML. A new record of ML three times in one week. Woo hoo! He was in a pretty good mood this morning.
WARNING: The following is not for the feint of heart. It's yucky female stuff.
Unfortunately today I had a talk with by obgyn's assistant. He was trying to treat the vaginal dryness as a yeast infection. I wasn't itchy before the treatment, but now I am. Ugh. ML isn't painful for me anymore, but H says I'm still pretty dry. So now obgyn is switching me to some kind of estrogen cream. Blech! The really bad news is that I had another pap smear come back abnormal, which means I get to have another biopsy. My last biopsy came back clean, but the experience is not one I want to repeat. I'm actually weighing the risk of dying of cancer against having to endure that again.
I called H about it. He was very sympathetic and gave me the "chin up" talk. At least that was nice.
