Sucks if you're on a hot streak in craps, but totally acceptable if you're hoping for a few mature eggs. Fingers are crossed.
Last night was rough -- we thought it might be "it" for my father-in-law, so KB drove across town at midnight in the snow to be there, and it turned out to be a false alarm (although he has clearly taken another turn in that direction). Neither of us got any sleep. My part today was to lay on a gurney, get knocked out with an iv-full of liquid nap, and then get stabbed repeatedly in the vagina (but darvocet to the rescue!); so I am okay. I don't know how KB managed to do his part under these circumstances. He is my hero.
Now we wait for the call tomorrow morning. Back to the sofa with me, to watch whatever TiVo intuited I like. TiVo, you really get me.