Four. Two on the right (14 and 15) and two on the left (both 14). I thought I saw another on the right, but what do I know. Four is good. Very good, considering my age and the new meds. I go back on Saturday morning, then IUI on Monday or Tuesday. Hoping for Monday, because C has to teach at 8 am on Tuesday.
Getting "needled" again tomorrow evening, at 6, probably. C is going to go in, too, at 5. We were supposed to go to this departmental thing "back to school" party about 45 mins away from 6 to 9, but it may not happen. I was kind of looking forward to it. Last year I didn't go because I was too depressed, but I've talked to a bunch of people I know who are going -- I even sort of convinced someone -- a newer doc student -- to come and bring her husband. Now we may not even get there. Not anywhere on time, anyway.
And a new friend (Hi!) just invited us over for drinks on Friday evening, too. I really hated to decline, but had already made these plans... We'll find another time, I hope. Everything happens at once, it seems.
Fingers are crossed. My doctor continued to remark on my changed demeanor. He's pleased with my progress on the stims. The nurses also gushed about how good I looked and about my 4 follicles. As we were talking, one got all teared up about how well I seem to be doing. These are great people. Warm. Good.
It's so weird. Good, but...I don't know. Effortless isn't the right word. Sudden?
I don't know. I don't get it. But I'll keep at it, I guess. Crossing my fingers, knocking wood. One foot in front of the other, right? Left foot, then right foot. Then left again.
Thanks for hanging in there with me. I'll keep you posted