Well, it's been an interesting day. The good news is they got 14 eggs, which is amazing. Some might be immature, so let's not count chickens, but still, that's many more than I had been hoping for.
The less good news is that Dr Condescending had to poke around quite a bit to get them. Which means I'm pretty sore. The somewhat less good news is that after I'd emptied my bladder so that they'd let us go, I passed out in the loo, fell forward, banged my head on the soap dispenser, then bounced back and landed slumped against the wall, leaning against the bin that's next to the loo. I woke up (no more than 2-3 seconds later) to hear H and the nurse banging on the door, saying “unlock this door!” They ferried me over to the nearest bed, where I started shivering and crying with shock. My blood pressure had dropped, although it's always pretty low, particularly after an anaesthetic.
That got a lot of doctors in, and after some investigation (bloods and scan) they saw there was nothing serious (no internal bleeding) but they wanted to admit me anyway to be on the safe side. So I'm in an NHS ward which is not exactly the lap of luxury, and frankly I think I'd be better off at home where I could have a nice dinner and sleep uninterrupted, but I thought I wouldn't argue too hard. I
More stories (including shoes!) when I get home tomorrow.