Post and run

It's 2:30 a.m. and I am eating ice cream while taking 911 calls. Why, you ask? Because they don't let me drink alcohol while taking 911 calls. 

I may or may not have told a drunk woman that an officer would not pick up and deliver her children home and that it was her responsibility as a mother to take care of them. We are not a taxi service. We also don't have car seats. I left out the part where I mentally called her a piece of poop mother. 

This night is getting on my last nerve and I'm ready for it to end.

As for my progress on the Operation Knock A Girl Up, I am 6 DPIUI and 8 DPT (8 days past trigger if I haven't explained that before).

The trigger is fading and is barely visible with the naked eye on my hpts. Crinone supplement is going OK but I'm getting all the usual symptoms. Bloat. Boobs hurt. Hunger. Etc. 

Here's yesterday's trigger tests: