So the trip to Houston was a success. According to the BabyMaker, everything looks "optimal" for this cycle. My ovaries are nice and sleepy- not a cyst or budding follicle in sight, and my estrogen levels have plummeted to abysmal levels (cue headaches and nausea!). Paul and I high-fived over the ultrasound machine while I was getting re-dressed and agreed that it's great to be optimal.
We are plunging ahead, and I start my 3-injection-a-day regimen tomorrow. Woo-hoo! Who knew I could be so excited to jab myself with sharp objects and inject a cocktail of meds guaranteed to make me feel like complete crap?!