Frenemy

Ah, cycle day 1, my old frenemy, she is back. Right on schedule. Ridiculous, really. I worry every cycle that she won't come, despite the copious amounts of drugs that I pump into myself to ensure that she will. And here she is. Exactly when Ye Olde Fertility Clinic predicted she would make her appearance. This does not bode well for my hopes that my Saturday retrieval might, perhaps, not go as planned this time?

Ah yes, Good morning!