13-14 follicles looking good; lining is great. Emotionally, I feel fine - the headaches are gone too - but my goodness, I'm feeling bloated.
That means that tonight, at 8pm sharp, my husband will be doing his one-and-only injection for me, since the clinic has moved from progesterone-in-oil shots to suppositories (less pain: more gross). It's officially big shot night.
And then, after that, we will be putting aside all fertility-related concerns for two hours because - almost as eagerly anticipated as retrieval day - it's the LOST season premiere. 9pm sharp. Two hours in which the state of my ovaries and their contents are not the biggest thing on my mind: sounds good to me.
Also, I messed around with my blog layout. All a part of the "keep mind off ovaries" plan. So far, not terribly successful, but LOST will surely triumph.