Excellent...

I closed my blog yesterday. Partly out of narcissistic motives, and partly out of sheer frustration when the doctors office didn't call. But in the end I think it was a smart move. I originally password protected the blog so only those I knew could read. Yet even then the comments weren't coming in daily so I still don't know who exactly is reading up on the most intimate details of my life. Obviously no one has noticed since no one has emailed wondering why they can't get in. So this was a good choice I think. Yet one day I may re-open it, I may not. Instead I will keep it primarily as my diary to myself. A way to go back and reflect on what is/was going on during any certain 24 hour time period.

At any rate, the title of today's post is curious isn't it? Well today was our post coital test. Here I am on CD 13 and uncomfortable. Yet at 6:30 a.m. we were instructed to have intercourse. Boy did I have performance anxiety. How do you make an intimate moment intimate when you know that in two hours you have to be at the doctors office naked from the waste down while they suck out the product of intercourse from my va-jay-jay.

With the deed done I once again headed North. My blood was taken, and then I was escorted to room 2. The lab tech/nurse was the one who performed both tests. She seemed to have a little difficulty getting the speculum set, but after a few fumbles it was in. While performing the test she actually engaged in small talk. I loved it. She wanted to know how late my doctor was yesterday (the one I work for), and if I won the bet that he would go till 8 p.m. I did not. He was done at 5:30! Then she was done. She told me to get dressed and that she would be back with the results.

After pulling my jeans back on I grabbed a magazine and waited. Moments later she returned and declared the results "EXCELLENT" I must have given her a look because she said "You know excellent. You can't get any better than that" I was still shell shocked. She said we had great mucus, swimming sperm and LOTS OF IT. I can't believe it. I had honestly expected her to come in the room and say "Im sorry but you should really do IUI this cycle" I think even now at 9 p.m. that I am shell shocked. I immediately called Jacob and told him the good news. I asked if he was pleased with himself and he said NO because you are pleased with me and that is enough. How sweet.

So tomorrow, Easter Sunday I trigger at 9 p.m. then on Saturday I return to Wexford for a P4 (progesterone) test, and will also inject a booster shot of HCG for good measure. Oh, and we have 5 follicles ready to go.

Thanks be to God.