I'm glad you got out draf. Did you have to elbow any old ladies out of the way to get that seat? 
I don't know anything about that druck either, sorry.
rasp the progesterone that most clinics use is called cyclogest. It comes in bullets that can go up the fanjo or up the bum. Some clinics say bum, to avoid irritating the cervix, others say fanjo for better absorption. Mine gave no advice, so I used the front door for every day use and the back door if I was having a scan or hoping to get lucky. My clinic also uses two suppositories at egg collection - one pain killer and one antibiotic. I declined consent - frankly I'd been through enough loss of dignity without having things shoved up my jacksie while I was unconscious. I said I would put them in myself afterwards and then didn't because I don't like unnecessary drucks and they clearly were unnecessary as I got no pain or infection .
As for healthiness, everyone finds their own way. I am pretty healthy anyway, so just tried to maintain diet and exercise as before. I reduced the booze to one or two glasses a week, but didn't cut it entirely - I think the odd hour down the pub after work helped me stay sane. I didn't drink at all once I was a few days passed ET and at the point where bean would have implanted. I chose to stop drinking coffee. I only have one a day, in the morning, which is within safe levels, but I would have stopped it if diffed (as I was) and I always get the most awful caffeine withdrawal headaches, so I wanted to get past those when I could take drugs without worrying about. During stimming some women are told to up protein and water intake. I wasn't stimming so I just carried on as normal.
hest you're one funny hag. How are you feeling?
noks how are you? I've been baking. Not boob-shaped stuff though.
I'm just a few days into the 2ww, so there's nothing to see here. I do have some family drama going on though. My nan had a fall, spent the night on the floor and is now in hospital awaiting a hip op. She called my mum and told her about the fall and said the paramedics had been and she was fine. Didn't tell her about the op and hospital! My mum found out when a neighbour called to make her feel guilty about not visiting. Er, there's not much we can do if the stubborn old bat doesn't tell us what is going on. Earlier this year we were trying to get her to move down here (she lives 150 miles away), at our expense, so we could be on hand if something like this happened, and she declined. Grrr. The whole relationship between her and my mum has always been frosty (childhood shyte that I don't fully understand) and we haven't seen her in 3 years because she refused to come to my wedding, for no clear reason at all, and things have been difficult ever since. It doesn't help that my parents are about to go off on a holiday they have been looking forward to for bloody ages. I think they should probably go up there before they go away, but it's an 8 hr round trip in horrible traffic for an hour or so hospital visiting. I should probably also go, but I've never visited without my parents (because it's so far, we usually make a day of it together) and I just don't really know the woman. My grandparents moved from just around the corner to 150 miles away when I was a toddler, so I only ever saw them a couple of times a year. Meh.