Ok, first things first. I am splitting the difference between the 13th and 21st... and going with the 17th. So don't listen to Amy,
Meg... start all the spicy foods and bring-on-the-labor-sex on the 16th
Dr. D's look up my Neveryoumind went as well as could be expected. The cyst in my left ovary was large enough that he had me do an HCG injection (since it had been all of a few weeks since I had stuck myself in the a$$) hoping that I will "ovulate" it. Will check blood again when back in town next week, and then expecting AF in a few weeks, just in time to start #6. Rock on. BUT... the best part... was that I have 13 antrals on my right ovary. Dr. D seemed pleased... and for whatever reason (the emotional exhaustion, distraction by bil, sleep deprivation... I could go on), it didn't register until I was in line at the airport and got a goofy grin on my face. 13 in one ovary. Wow. Cool.
Oh, I almost forgot... the lastest installment of
As The ******* Runs: he nearly got caught very early yesterday morning. He got into fil/mil's guard gated community by saying he was Mr. Sassy. The guard realized her mistake immediately (there was alert that The ******* would try this) and sent security after him. In the mean time, the guard called mil who said to call the police as there is a warrant out for The *******'s arrest. Security caught up with The ******* (of course, driving a black e.scalade

) and confronted him (big mistake... if they had waited for the cops this would have turned out differently). He became belligerent and combative when asked for ID and then took off in "his" car. They locked the steel exit gates so he would be trapped until the cops arrived. But then someone came in through the entrance gate. Seeing his out.... The ******* gunned it over a median, taking out bushes and was gone before the cops arrived. Bummer. So close and yet...