A few posts ago i told a lie. I said i was meticulous about IVF. I'm not! I'm a total scatter-brain.
A week or so ago I commented that I was upset about Daylight saving messing up my social life. I can't remember if Day light saving exists in the states, but basically in Australia, when it comes to summer-time, for the sake of sunnier evenings and not waking up at 5am everyday, an hour is taken away, so that 7am because 8am. Then in Fall, that hour comes back. Now is Spring in Australia.
DLS started on Saturday at 2am. I had set my alarm for 6:20am, since before daylight saving I was injecting at 7:20.
And then,(challenging Miss Clavel from the Madeline books): In the Middle of the night, Lady Grey turned on the light and said "Someting is not right!"
We were loosing an hour?
What did that mean?
I called up my husband (who was studying late at his study desk across the road).
"Earl, if I inject at 7:20 yesterday, what time should I inject today?"
"Earl mussed for the moment and said "8:20"
I said, "No, i worked it out, it's 6:20?"
I got off the phone. I was so confused. We were loosing an hour, that meant I needed to take my injection an hour earlier..but wait, we loose an hour, time goes ahead so that means...
I called Earl again to tell him he was right.
He said congratulations and encouraged me that if I had anymore daylight saving insights can I call someone else?
There are so many times when I almost do stupid things.
Almost leaving refridgerated medicine out over night/all day.
Almost forgetting to set my alarm.
Almost setting my alarm for morning instead of evening and vise versa.
Constantly Stressing that I took my morning meds at night and vise versa when I haven't.
But somehow, I have managed, over numerous cycles, to most of the time get things right.
That is not being meticulous.
That is the Grace of God!