4 DPO.

Morning monitoring was a bust this morning. We could only dig one car out of the snow and The Stoat needed to go to USCIS for part of his green card application -- not that we really need it, being as we're preparing to move back to the UK -- and he left at 6 am.

The NP called and said just to take the Ovidrel anyway, my P4 has been low on every single cycle so this one is probably not an exception. I've thereby saved myself one extra poking, taken the Ovidrel, and now we're well into the 2ww.

Thank you, 16" of snow. My veins are very grateful.

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The Stoatette, wife of the man known only as The Foxy Stoat, has embarked upon a strange journey during which she has to conquer her fears of pain, loss, heartbreak, and needles.