Blue Belt...

If the title were Black Belt...I know you would have assumed I had lost my mind and taken up karate. Well, no karate and no black belt! What I have is a blue belt...wrapped around my tummy. Thank. you. shots.

The good news: They don't really hurt. No big deal going in, no burning from the meds, the needles just enjoy leaving bruises every time they enter my stomach. I am sure that part of this has to do with the baby aspirin I have been taking everyday now for about 45 days. So I look like I am a real trooper, but it is really no big deal.

Side effects other than the bruising...Chris swears I now mumble in my sleep, beg for him to turn on the fan in the middle of the night-even though it has been in the 30's here at night, some good old headaches...but that is about it. (Okay, MAYBE I am a little more emotional).

I am sure that as the week goes on, I will start to feel a little more uncomfortable closer to my egg retrieval...but so far everything has been fine.