Questions written down. Insurance plans printed. Google Maps directions sitting by the door.
We're officially in the "hours" countdown to the RE! The nerves I've felt for weeks have temporarily subsided (though, I'm sure they'll be back in the morning). At the moment, I'm excited...it ocurred to me at some point today that tomorrow we'll have a plan for starting our family. We'll go from "trying in futility" to "trying with a plan" overnight. The latter should feel much better in the long-term!
Of course, tonight's excitement will probably yield to nerves in a few hours followed, perhaps, by sadness or anger at the finality of hearing the necessity of treatments from the mouth of the RE. I guess that's why I'm writing this down when I really should be going to sleep in preparation for the very early wake-up call in the morning (RE at 7:15 with an hour drive there!)...I want to write this down so that even if I feel worse in the short-term, I'll be reminded of why I should feel better in the long-term. Tomorrow morning is the beginning...again. But, this time, at least for now, the beginning feels filled with more hope than despair.
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