Yesterday we had lunch with my parents' friends, the ones who know Prague quite well. They did a lot of research for us, but most of the information regarding the clinic we knew already. They were very helpful with giving us ideas about what to do and where to stay when we're in Prague. J, who is from CR, was very stern giving me fatherly advice to "not be a tourist after the implant". He told me to hunker down in my hotel room and not do anything to ruin our chances. They both were so kind and their assistance was very appreciated.

We went to a restaurant in the city called Terroni's. It's aim is to serve authentic Italian food, not North American Italian. Even the juice/pop/soda are imported Italian products. I'm not a huge fan of their food, but yesterday was good. Maybe it was the company. J picked up the bill for the 6 of us which was extremely kind and completely unexpected. He was rather smooth and sly in doing so, the bill had been returned to him before we even knew he had asked for it. None of us even saw him talk to the waitress. It's amazing how men (generally) are able to acquire this skill.

On a DE TTC note, I brought my prescription for BCP with me to work today. I'm supposed to start it on Day 1 of my next cycle. Since I'm not exactly sure when that will be, I am just going to get the prescription filled so I'll have it ready to go.

Last night I had a horrific nightmare, it was vivid and I woke myself up trying to yell for help. All I could manage to make was a horrible gurgling sound. I think I was still half asleep, though because I felt like the monster had come through my dreams and into our home. I had to fully wake myself up to be reassured that I was safe. With my heartpounding out of my chest I sat up and located the dogs sleeping on my side of the bed on the floor. If there was someone in the house they'd both be barking or running downstairs to check out the noise. Then I wondered if H had left the sliding glass door unlocked. I had to get up go downstairs and check that door as well as the others to make sure they were in fact all locked. Then I got myself a big glass of water because after all of that gurgling/screaming my throat was bone dry. This was all at about 2am-ish. You can imagine how well I slept after that. The one nice thing is that when I went back to bed, H. asked me what I was doing and I told him about the dream. He told me to hold his hand until I could get to sleep. So sweet.