I mean like, *squeal* totally, dude!

Chance and Apollo drove straight through Sunday and arrived at their cottage in Savannah yesterday morning. I was quite surprised when Chance called me at work yesterday morning to say that they were already here. I squealed. My students laughed.

I'm leaving work a little early today to clean the crusty chicken nuggets and french fries out of our van, since we've decided that Chance and Apollo will leave their car at our house and the four of us will take my van back to Savannah and then to the clinic in South Carolina tomorrow. I'm sure Chance and Apollo will appreciate not having to sit on the remnants of Happy Meals from days gone by.

My students are studying for the semester exam they will take tomorrow in my absence and I should be sitting here grading this stack of projects, but I can't concentrate long enough to keep a straight thought in my head.

On the phone last night, Chance squealed. I know what some of you who know her are thinking: Chance? My Chance? She freakin' squealed? I can assure you that yes, the Chance you all know and love actually squealed, and together we sounded like a couple of air-headed valley girls:

Chance: I like, can't believe that I'm actually here!

Me: I KNOW, like, omigosh! It was just April when we were talking hypothetically about you someday coming to visit and like, now YOU'RE HERE, and like, we're going to do this thing together!

Chance: Like totally! Duuuuuude! I mean like, WOW, can you believe it? Because I totally can't!

Okay, so maybe it wasn't that bad, but it was close. She really did squeal though, like totally and with a silver spoon laugh. I see little changes already. There's a particular twinkle — a little spark which is peeking out of dim.

Six hours and fourty-two minutes to go. How the heck am I supposed to get any work done around here?

Thank you all for your comments lately. I promise I've been reading along on your blogs, even if I haven't had the time to comment lately.

PS – If you could all keep Mia and Urs in your thoughts, it would be greatly appreciated. They are in California now and their donor's retrieval was yesterday. In her past two donations, she had over 20 eggs retrieved. There were 8 retrieved for Mia and Urs and only 6 were mature. I believe the RE used a different protocol this time. Despite the lower egg count, he said he was aiming for lower egg count and higher egg quality. Hmmmkay. Send good vibes for a high fert rate and 6 healthy and thriving embryos. I'll keep you posted on the transfer and beyond.

13 thoughts on “I mean like, *squeal* totally, dude!”

  1. Have fun at dinner with Chance and Apollo! I’m so excited for you guys. And drive safely! 🙂
    Sending good thoughts to Mia and Urs.

  2. so so so effing excited for you & Chance. I bet it feels SO real now. I hope everything goes super smooth. Can’t wait to read another update.
    Beaming the love to Mia & Urs.

  3. For some reason I was thinking that you lived in Atlanta. I absolutely LOVE Savannah! I grew up in Florida and had family in North Carolina, so we often drove and stopped for the night in Savannah. We order prailines from River Street Sweets at least once a year.
    Prayers for Urs and Mia, as well as Chance, Apollo and you are in the works. Hope you enjoy your visit.

  4. By now you are on the road to the clinic. YAY! Impatiently waiting for tomorrow to come so you can fill me all in. Tick, tock, tick, tock.

  5. Can you see the grin? My face’s gonna burst from the long-distance happy I feel for the both of you.
    Ok, so because I feel like embracing myself right along with you– when i saw in my reader that there’s a new post from you, knowing what it is likely about, my first thought was “squeeeeeee.” My second thought was “I am going to start my comment with ‘squeeeeeeeeee!'” I swear.
    So would you please give her an extra hug, just from me? Pretty please? I can’t tell you how good it feels to read about the twinkle.

  6. Still squealing with you. Fingers crossed for you and Chance and Apollo, Mia and Urs. All those little potential babies. All of you. Kisses and hugs and prayers too.

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