The Beginning... (of the END?)

I sure hope not, but this is going to be the beginning of something. At least the beginning of knowing. Knowing something at least. Today is the big appt with the Urologist, and Rich is petrified that he is going to get the news that he has no sperm. No sperm at all. Nothing. I doubt thats the case. Frankly, I think we are going to hear that everything is normal. Then we will move on to more testing on me, for which I suspect we will hear that everything is normal. We will get that ever-so-lovely diagnosis of Unexplained Infertility. Which, even though a Nestie told me was that the best diagnosis to have, since its the one with the highest success rate, I still think I would prefer to have an actual target (actual diagnosis) to hit. At any rate, as of 2pm today one of the variables will either be eliminated, or targeted as the problem. I consider that somewhat good on any level.