This morning I had my fifth blood test. I biked to the doctors surgery again, which is a great thing to do. It's probably four or five kilometres from one side of our little town to the other. I always have to wait 20 minutes or so beyond my scheduled appointment time but that's all right. I'm usually not in any hurry and there's plenty going on.
A nurse from the clinic just rang a few minutes ago to let me know yesterday's results. Levels are "on the up" but they still haven't seen the expected surge that signals ovulation, so I will need another blood test tomorrow and possibly Saturday, too. Thank goodness I have good veins, apparently. My arms are beginning to look quite mangled - but I do prefer this to pessaries and internal scans!