For the past two nights, Ovidrel has featured prominently in my dreams. The first night, I spent a very long, complicated dream running around Newark, NJ trying to escape from some deranged person that was trying to shoot me up with Ovidrel. At one point I emptied the syringe to foil his plan, then wondered if I could get the RE to write a new script for when I actually needed it.
Last night's was less dramatic and not located in Newark: I shot myself up with a second Ovidrel shot, then had my OB/GYN show up (in my bedroom) to tell me it probably wasn't a great idea, but likely did no harm. And I thought, "Oh, great, now I have even more HCG in my system and can't trust POAS."
I share this b/c DH does not seem to appreciate the amusement value of it, and I have no one else with whom to discuss the absurdity of Ovidrel dreams. :-)
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