A total stranger has just asked me if I'm feeling all right. Nice....thought I was doing a better job of compensating. She thinks I look pale and exhausted. .....Ha....that's nothing ....wanna see my ovaries?.....I am thinking to myself, but instead I smile and say I'm not the best. She feels bad and apologizes for saying so. Maybe I looked like I was going to pass out and she thought she would catch me? Right.
This morning NP #2 waved the magic wand around and found some of what NP#1 missed two days ago. There are still eleven follies in the picture with possibly some smaller ones hiding, however I'm looking at only 6 over 10mm . Clearly I will not be a candidate for OHSS - the silver lining in this cloud. No med changes, 3 stim days to go, an E2 of 805, and a partridge in a pear tree.
I am waiting in my car for a meeting with some clients and have conveniently pirated someone's nearby unsecured wireless network. Multi-tasking now (and getting this blog done) will allow me to focus on all I really care about when this freaking day is over.... slipping into a pair of sweats and joining my kitties for a cat nap!