My "Oh Very Left O-vary" is making its presence known today. Nothing like a stabbing sensation in your lower parts to remind you of what's ahead. As long as it doesn't go OHSS on me (which I don't think it can on Femara), is producing all sorts of big bad follies, and pops out a bunch of super-eggs . . . I can handle it. It feels better if I don' t laugh or cough or breathe heavy or move though. Still, this is a piece of cake.
One more day to swallow $5 and peeing on sticks worth over $5 to come. I know my Femara diary isn't very exciting, but so goes my life today.