In between work meetings, I've been implementing Operation Distraction. My monitoring appointments are okay. Nothing new; only about 5-6 biggie-size follicles, growing slowly, and upping doses as usual. Lazy ovaries in not-so-full effect. I'm trying not to over-analyze it. What's the point? Retrieval is pushed back to Tuesday so we can stimulate one more day, so we'll know Wednesday morning what we're working with. Then I can really start to freak out. Go buy some hats and then hold on to them, ladies, 'cause hormones will be a-ragin'. I reserve the right to be hormotional for about two weeks thereafter. Oh, and maybe tomorrow night, just a little. Some friends are coming over and I'm 1198% sure they're coming to announce they're pregnant. Yay/boo. You know.
So, anyway, I've been amusing myself with making things for Jackson. I won't even attempt to pass this off as an original idea, as it was more-than inspired by Jill.
I present to you, from the imagination of Stan Lee, Superheroes: