Happy...and starting to get excited.

Yesterday our beautiful cat Evelyn returned from whatever rock she had been hiding under for the past 4 days. We have three cats, and normally we do a head count every night, get them inside and fed. On Saturday, my husband asked me if I had seen Evie at all that day, and I could only remember seeing her Friday night. We called, and searched, and listened and called again...but no Evie. Monday I could have sworn I heard her crying, but more calling and searching just made me feel like I was slowly losing my mind. By Tuesday night, both my husband and I were resigned to the fact that she probably wasn't coming home. It is very unusual for our cats to wander, and if they are gone for more than a day we know something bad has happened. Once, Bella got locked in a neighbor's garage, another time Evie was trapped under our porch, severely dehydrated and close to death. I was sure that something terrible had happened to her, and so I began to mourn her in my heart. Until around 5 yesterday...

It was a beautiful evening. There was a sun-shower, and I was walking around the house looking to see if I could see a rainbow. I looked up, into the trees...the sun was shining through the raindrops and the world was glowing with a beautiful golden afternoon light, and I remember thinking "everything is going to be ok." I was filled with a wonderful sense of calm and peace...and then I felt a tickling sensation around my ankle. There she was! Gaunt looking, but none the worse for wear, appearing out of nowhere. Right now she is curled up sleeping on my bedroom floor, recovering from whatever misadventure she got herself into. Crazy cat, she probably has about 4 lives left, but she just took about 10 years off of mine :)

As for the FET of '11, I'm finally starting to feel some excitement. I had my third day blood work and ultrasound today, and my schedule for blood work, estrogen patches, and transfer. Everything looks good internally, no cysts, fibroids or other problems, I even have some follicles! The intern who gave the ultrasound said "you must produce a lot of eggs" I agreed, then told her that my eggs had never been the problem. The nurse who overlooked my chart and went over the FET schedule gave me a handful of undated Quest lab slips that I would need for "when I got pregnant" so I could run in and get my progesterone checked. I said "Boy, you are really optimistic about this" and she just gave me a really amused look and said "You DO have a really good track record." And I do. I am probably the most fertile infertile in that place.

In any case...I'm starting to feel that old familiar feeling. Like this cycle might actually go someplace. At the very least, I have my cat back.