Hurdle #3 has been cleared, folks, & we’re ready to move onto “Let’s see if both Sprogblogger’s & MsDonorFantastica’s cycles will regulate in a mere two weeks, or if this is going to take a very long time indeed.

I bought the meds, averting a potential screw up by the pharmacy.  My nurse called me at about 3pm to let me know that MsDonorFantastica’s ultrasound came back fine, and that she’d be going to pick up her meds at the pharmacy to start Lupron tonight (dear, if there were any way you could be reading this, know that you have my complete sympathy & appreciation for what you’re about to go through.  You’re earning that donor fee…)  Only thing was, as I mentioned to the nurse, the pharmacy hadn’t yet called me to authorize payment.

“Are you sure?” asked the nurse.

“Um, yeah.  I’m pretty sure I’d remember making a $2500 payment today if it had happened.”

So I called them, and first they couldn’t find it since it was – obviously – not my name on the prescription.  And they couldn’t give me the name, and I couldn’t give them the first name my doctor let slip, since, you know, anonymity & all.  So we walked around and around the question til we figured out which set of meds was for which person.  (And I sincerely hope they got it right.)  I did pay for it.  And she will pick it up, start injecting herself, and everyone will do their respective jobs and make baby-bits for me to incubate into a little person.

At least that’s the plan.

In Loopy-ron news, I slept for a total of 3 hours last night, after kicking off all the sheets, and pushing away both dog and husband.  I lost a wad of hair in the shower, and I can feel a headache just beginning at my temples.  I was getting angry in my dreams, and woke up cranky.  My period’s already slowed to almost nothing.

Yup.  It’s working.