So, a combo post will mean that I have a bunch of crap to talk about, and the topics don't really go together.
First, a Fertility Report update from yesterday. I'm pretty much turtling along. Hehehe, that's what I call it. My biggest follie was 18 and they need most of them to be between 18 and 20. The good thing is that many other follies caught up and they are all pretty much getting to be the same size. As of now, the doctor says my retrieval will be Wednesday. WEDNESDAY? I totally thought Tuesday at the latest. Oh well :) As my IVF buddy Doris said to me, "Slow and steady wins the race." Doris has her retrieval tomorrow. I'm praying for you sweetie!
Now, as for yesterday, I had my big date with Heather from TWW. I'm saying date because I changed outfits three times and she told me she was a little jittery. The good news is that we found out that each of us is normal. Hey, you never know when you meet Internet friends! Actually, FaceBook lets you make sure that your Internet friends are not ax murders, and Heather is not. We had a great time chatting it up and trying to figure out how the hell people can't get pregnant after two years of trying. Poor Adam (Heather's DH), sat through a ton of baby crap. Boy, was he a trooper. In fact, he got so comfy that he starting voicing his own baby crap opinions. We were like the 3 Musketeers! What a great time, and they even let me shoot up at their house. And of course, being the sweetheart she is, Heather even had a little "good luck" gift all prepared.
Now, since our meeting was such a success, we have a whole IF weekend we are planning so we can meet Christina. We're thinking about a girls' weekend in the Chi. Trust me people, you do not want to witness three IF complaining about life. Actually, it should be a blast, unless Christina is an ax murderer of course.
At this moment, I'm off to Mrs. February 2010's house. You remember her right? She planned to get pregnant in February 2010 for two years and it worked! Aren't they special? I HAVE to go as Mr. Later Than Most keeps calling to see when I'll be there. Not only do they have a new mansion, they also have the only thing I want most in the world and don't have. :( Oh well, enough pity. The girls on TWW always say "chin up." You gotta love them, we watch girls go through miscarriages, preemie births, multiples, and countless IUI and IVF procedures. They always have the right things to say, no matter the situation.
Now, I'm off with my chin up to that bitch's house. Whoops, it's not working... brahahaha.