Of course, the good luck was tempered by Heather's day-long sojourn at the toilet, vomiting up her morning doxycycline, Wendy's chili, and a variety of other items. Nurse Jordan dispatched me on an evening Walgreens run to get nausea medications, saying that, if Heather couldn't hold anything down, she would have to go to the ER. "I don't want to go to the hospital!" said Heather. She didn't, but she's an exhausting sick person, so I'm optimistic that she has food in her belly again.
Waiting today for more news about how the embryos are developing.