Uranus must be in retrograde or something. When we left home this morning, Hubster unfortunately forgot his cell. Our home landline is suddenly on the fritz: It rings once, then gives you a busy signal (though you seem to be able to call out). So basically I have no way to get instructions, as the RE's office turns their phones off after noon on Fridays.
Dagnabbit! I think I'm supposed to come in for monitoring on Monday morning (again, the 1.5 hour drive) but don't know when. I think I'm supposed to continue with 125 IUs of Follistim, but don't know for sure.
This shit is so frustrating. Now we get to go pick up my MIL due to car trouble and all that jazz.
Fun fun fun. Hope y'all's Friday is going better.
3 comments:
Bah. I hope you figure it out - it sounds like you've got some excellent follicles going though!
crap! I hope you figure it out!!
Ugh, that sounds just wretched. I'm sorry.
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