This is like torture...seriously. I completely get how spies break once they get sleep deprived. And I think I'm turning into a narcoleptic or something. This morning I get up, shower, put my bathrobe on, and sit down on the bed to get dressed. And then I wake up an hour and half later...beyond late for work. But at least I finally slept a little. I think the only reason I woke was that my cat was readjusting (because his comfort is paramount) and sat on my face. The whole sucking fur thing wakes you right up.
Still coming down with a bit of a cold but I think I'm fighting it off. Hoping all my stupid side effects start to die down now that I'm done with that nasty C.lomid. Ultrasound tomorrow at 7:30, I just want one on each side...that's not too greedy is it??