Well, I take it that we have no frosties since we haven't gotten a call from embryology. I'm so sad that none of the four made it to freeze. Who knows how the two that were transferred are doing. All I can do is hope that they continue to grow and are strong. I can't imagine how I'm going to survive eight whole days until my beta.
I just want to go home and curl up in a ball and snuggle with my dogs. But they'll be all romp-a-room when I get home. And I have to teach lessons tonight.
The progesterone is making me feel nauseous... and crampy... and leaky. And I keep waking up with headaches. I'm a real joy to be around right now. Ugh. I can't even stand the sight of my complaining in this blog.