My body enjoyed teasing me for the past three days, spotting ever so slightly and then stopping. But my temp dropped yesterday and then again today, just in time to go away to work the renaissance faire all weekend. Yay for navigating port-a-potties in giant skirts AND having to deal with a period. However, I am assuming(/hoping) it'll be the last one I have for a year so I'm trying to be nice to it.
So, for now, the plan is to fax some paperwork in to the doc on Monday, have C pick birth control up for me tomorrow while I'm at the faire and I'll start taking it on Sunday when I get home, for 12-21 days. And on the 4th I have an appointment with the nurses to go over my protocol and learn how to give myself injections and figure out where and when and how everything is going to happen.
I'm excited, but this really feels more like another step in the hurry-up-and-wait process and so I'm being very conscious not to let it be the main focus of my life. That makes it way easier to wait.