I had another u/s and blood test today. The nurse told me there are 7 follies. Only 7? I thought. Is that going to be enough? I didn't ask the nurse. Every time I get into the stirrups I lose 50 IQ points. I can't formulate coherent sentences so I remain quiet as to not embarrass myself any further.
They'll call me back this afternoon with my E2 results. I hate waiting! I've never been a patient person. All attempts at occupying myself with work have failed miserably. I can't concentrate on work.
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