The 20th anniversary party for the IVF clinic was very enjoyable. I found myself tearing up while one of the doctors - who's been there since the beginning - talked about infertility and all of the milestones they've reached at the clinic (such as pioneering elective single embryo transfers).
Here's some coverage of it - interestingly, there is a companion piece in which the reporter who covered the party reveals that she was one of the first IVF babies born in the state. I will be interested (and probably maddened) to see what comments get posted on this story and in other local stories.
As far as the blastocyst-on-board goes, I am experiencing zero symptoms. I feel like my normal self, albeit a very tired version of my normal self since So.ren developed conjunctivitis and possibly an ear infection yesterday and was up off and on all night. I haven't been able to scan in my blastocyst photo, but it looks something like this (image swiped from here). I'm a little afraid that I overdid it on Saturday, what with the IVF party and taking the dog for a walk and hosting a dinner party, but, of course, fertile people would do all of that plus drink a gallon of malt liquor, go skateboarding, and put in a few hours on the third shift at a uranium-enrichment facility.