I am a nervous wreck right now.

Today's ultrasound went well, I suppose. I had the same nurse as Monday - she was surprised to see me back there, since I was meant to be triggering last night and having the egg collection tomorrow. I still have around the same amount of follicles, but one monster one on the left (over 30mm!) that she's worried has been sucking up all of the FSH that I've been injecting. Greedy little bugger.

I was hoping that they'd pre-book me right in for a Friday transfer, but she said she was going to wait until the bloodwork came back before they decided. If we're lucky and E2 doubles, we might be able to trigger tonight and go for retrieval on Friday. If the E2 stays the same, or falls, they'll make the decision to either stim for longer, or to cancel the cycle. (That's about the point where I started to cry.)

Seriously, now we wait. I am sitting here with my phone, praying for a phone call - but also praying that it's for good news, not for bad. And to top it all off, this morning's shot of Puregon (150) was a right bitch, too. As if I didn't have enough to stress about, I bled after I withdrew the needle and my stomach is so tender right now. I have a feeling I'm going to get a whopper of a bruise from this one.

I feel like the people around me right now are so sick of me worrying out loud all of the time, but I feel like I've invested so much time, sanity, heartache into this process, and if it's cancelled? I honestly don't know what I'll do. I'm just praying that things will turn out okay, that we'll get the news we're hoping for this afternoon.

To be continued...