Early Sunday Mornings

I woke up early to do the lupron shot and get ready for my baseline ultrasound and blood work. I left the house and drove frantically to the clinic. (I left later than I should have) I arrived and checked in. I was called back for the blood work. The phlebotomist had a hard time finding a vein but was pretty cheerful and funny about it. Blood was finally drawn. My favorite nurse coordinator, Sarah #1, then took me back to the exam room and gave me a new protocol paper with more detailed instructions for medications. I met her next door in the ultrasound room. She told me Dr. L was running a bit late and gave me the latest People magazine to read. Dr. L showed up and he did the ultrasound. Uterus looks good. 5-7 follicles in each ovary. We are on for this month!! I came home and DH was awake. We chilled out (coughed and rested) the rest of the morning. (I called a sub for the church gig yesterday) We waited and waited for the phone call that the blood work was fine. DH suggested I look online. I did. The results were back. I had no idea what the number meant so I googled it, and it looked fine. I was super tired, so we decided to take a nap (with the phone with us in case Sarah called.) No more than 5 minutes after we laid down, she called. Blood work is great. We are good to go!

Is this what hope feels like? Hope has been gone a long, long time. It's scary.... but I'm praying for all I'm worth that this works for us.