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:
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.