I went into my follie check this morning with one mindset and one mindset only:
It is what it is.
I purposefully did not ask for numbers or look at the screen while the tech was doing her thing. Instead, I chatted away with her and the nurse about American Idol, not wondering whether my ovaries liked or hated their new counterpart, Femara.
Well . . . I heart Femara.
I think I may even name my kid after it--middle name, of course.
Beautiful, thick lining. Two follies on lefty. One “I’m ready to party” follie on righty (27mm).
Pending the results of my blood work, we will probably trigger tonight and have the IUI tomorrow. On CD 12.
Tomorrow, I will be PUPO.