I am truly insane, I actually peed on a stick today! I mean how sick is that, one day after transfer? I just seem to be going through the motions like a robot, and don't feel in control of my own actions. I don't know what the stick actually said, because the parrot ate the bottom half and destroyed the reagent, making me aware that I am an idiot in the process. I think it was negative, although if I try really hard I can see lines on anything. MrH said he saw "sweet blue bugger all", so I think we'll call it a negative-eaten-by-the-parrot.
I am doing it also because I want to give myself permission to do whatever the heck my mind wants to do, as in the past I have fought hard to stop myself from doing pregnancy tests and felt bad when I failed. Let's just hope that the mind has a wisdom of its own, and rather go with that, as whatever you resist tends to persist anyway.
I am so incredibly sleepy from the progesterone. I slept from when I came back from work until 9 pm, when MrH had to work hard to wake me up from my sweaty heavy coma. I woke up reluctantly, ate, took my meds, brushed my teeth, wrote my blog (i.e. the essentials :) and will go back to sleep again. If I could sleep through the next week I would.