A quick update on process and timing, and a polite warning to others.
First, in a rather seasonal happenstance, we’re getting ready for harvest this Friday. That means I’m ditching some drugs, adding others, and generally am about to seriously resemble a pin cushion as I move my daily injections to my butt and add a number of tablets into the mix. Implantation will be Monday or Wednesday, and it’ll take two weeks after that to see if it works.
The question now, as if we’re sat in a greasy diner contemplating our breakfast options: One egg, or two?
Thoughts and suggestions welcome.
And the polite warning? This process in intense. And long. And crazy. I hit a car today as I was driving because I was so spaced out. (Damage only to my vehicle, it’s okay). I know people tell you that, but take all of your expectations, bundle them up with some unpleasant surprises, and multiply by five. That gets you in the ballpark.