Actually, it's about three more tries until we're back to the states and crappy/nonexistent health insurance. This month the drug cocktail gets more exciting. The pills (52), the shots (3), the intrusive ultrasounds (1). Good fun. Jesse and I are thinking that if this doesn't work, we'll have to resort to the tried and true method. We'll go to Prom. We're not sure which is more effective though. Hotel room or back seat of a car.