Well I for one know what my infertility journey has been missing. Spuds and tights obviously
If I buy Waitrose Charlotte potatoes and lightly steam them, with some fabulous Wolford cashmere tights, d’ya think that gets a better result than Tesco spuds and some basic M&S thermals? My vag is used to the royal treatment, don’t you know…
Bip thinking of you, DH and the cats. Moving is hideously stressful as is, so hope you’re bearing up
wild I’m so, so sorry about your chemical. Gutted for you - words seem really hollow, as they don’t come close to conveying the level of shitness
I had just typed this when I saw Potatoes post, but I’m keeping it in for posterity —> I have to confess I giggled at the description of the shaman spraying special liquid over you as you lay on the floor. Exactly how special was this special liquid?! 
Oh and that fucking Zita West post transfer relaxation track. She wangs on about blue light streaming down from the top of your head and all I can think about is a whacking great police siren spinning around my head. Mega relaxing.
Hope you’re surviving the norethisterone tiger (and that your DH is behaving himself so that HE survives the norethisterone)
Hope the stabbing is going well LH and that you’re suitably revved up - reckon you need a pair of those Jeremy Clarkson IVF socks
How are you doing Robber?
Potatoes excellent work on the barrentastic weekend! What’s the ceremonial first venture into the land of meat? My best friend was a veggie for years, but curiously left vegetarianism behind when she wanted to do the Atkins diet. So ate basically nothing BUT meat. And has her steaks ‘bleu’ (ie basically mooing). Possibly chicken or fish might be a less extreme re-entry into carnivorism
Headline news - we have liftoff! Scan yesterday showed lining was 8.4mm and the best it’s ever looked! Trigger tomorrow for EC on Sat (eggs going to medical research) and FET planned for 5 days later - ie Thu 8th, all being well. Dr upped my oestrogen tablets just to give my lining a bit of extra oomph. Hoping that plus the world’s most expensive viagra fanjo bullets will give it a kick up the arse for the final furlong.
Other headline news - sock strategic decision has been reached. Never let myself head down the wormhole of what socks to wear to appointments, only for EC and ET. But the existential sock dilemma has been solved. DH bought me these beauties - you can’t see the rainbow trim, but I feel unicorns and rainbows are the obvious choice to convey that I’m a mature adult who would make a responsible parent, obvs….