Rant and you shall receive

No sooner had I finished spewing vitriol in my last post when the phone rang.  My level rose gloriously from 194 to 638 in 48 hours!  I'm no mathematician but I believe that means it more than tripled when we only needed it to double.  (Apparently I produce hcg the same way I cook.)  It's not exactly time to put the crib back together but Tom and I are relieved to be over that first hurdle.  I'll go for my last blood draw in this series tomorrow afternoon and hope for another significant rise.  Watch out, world -- I'm an hcg-making machine!