Bad things come in threes

First off, my period. It sucks ass. It feels like my ute is trying to drop out of my body, and I'm fine with that. Go...just go. If I'm not going to be using you anymore, you might as well get out of here. Don't let the cervix hit you on the way out. My boobs hurt, my head hurts, my gut hurts, I feel nauseous and I'm having hot flashes. It's like my body is trying to be pregnant and go through menopause at the same time.

Second, my glasses broke. The temple snapped off. I am legally blind in one eye, and the other is quite crappy, so I need glasses to see everything. I spent the last two days super gluing the things together and trying to see out of a lens that was smeared with the stuff (and no, nail polish remover didn't get the glue off. bleh) I ended up going to the mall twice to get a new pair. Now I have a sparkly new pair...Yeah! But the left eye is KILLING me. I'm sure the doctor didn't care for the fact that I CAN'T SEE OUT OF MY LEFT EYE. No bumping up of the prescription will help. Trying to correct it will either make me see double and/or give me splitting headaches. If my eye doesn't adjust within a couple of days, that means I will have to go back. I'm not happy.

Third on the list, the minivan is seriously malfunctioning. On the way to the mall yesterday it overheated two times, requiring massive amounts of coolant being thrown into it that was purchased at two separate roadside gas stations. There was no puddles of coolant anywhere, but the back of the van was awash in oily coolant residue. This has led my husband to believe that the van has blown a head gasket. I am not happy about this. I am in fact seething with resentment. I didn't want to drop around 400 dollars for an eye doctor's appointment and a pair of glasses,( which in some weird twist is NOT covered by our insurance, so costs more than our last round of assisted reproduction). I do not want to drop over 600 fat ones to fix the van. I want to try to convince my husband to let me do another round of IVF, which now that our deductible has been met should be cheap. But with these expenses piling up, my husband is just that more unlikely to meet me half way on this...heck he wasn't likely to begin with. These unexpected expenses just leave me with no wiggle room at all.

On a good note, I am getting away with a friend to NYC on Sunday. Here's to hoping that my left eye and my ute start to cooperate with the rest of my body instead of causing me pain. I'm now going to curl up around a heating pad with my eyes closed for a while. Maybe next time I post I won't be feeling so damned sorry for myself. If I am, feel free to kick me in the ass.