Just called

H just called, to say that he's on his way. That's good, as he's 30 minutes late. The clinic folk are freaking, but I'm fairly calm. Fairly.

It's my retrieval morning, did I mention?

They had wanted H in much, much earlier than I, but I'm the ticking time bomb of love. He just needs to masturbate. (Hee hee. "Just"). The clinic has had problems with, ahem, stage fright, so a late husband worries them.

Forms to fill out. TTFN