A needle, where?!?

CD 10 -- 4:10 pm:  My doctor's office finally calls!!  I had left a voicemail I'm sure sounding slightly or a lot frazzled at 1:47 pm kindly reminding them I was waiting for the go-ahead call or the cancellation call.  Misty calls me back and she is very reassuring, partly because I set my doctor's office to their own ringtone and when I heard it ring I raced to the phone down the hallway and jumped onto the bed where my phone was charging.  That, plus I know I had a full dose of adrenaline kick-in at the sound of an old-timey telephone ringtone (which was the most obnoxious one I had stored to make sure I didn't miss it).  So I answered the phone with labored breathing and in an octave much higher than my normal voice but I couldn't help it.  She was calming and explained my doctor had seen the results and definitely wanted to keep the appointment tomorrow and if we wanted would proceed with the IUI, she really wanted to talk to us and discuss our options.  I don't know why I felt the need to explain our extra desire to go ahead with the IUI because of my husband's military duty requiring him to leave in April for training.  She understood our urgency and felt we had low counts but our morphology was the usual range she normally sees.  She agreed since DH's SA was taken a couple weeks ago, there was still chance for even more improvement.  So, here we are, with my first ultrasound appointment hours away and I'm so excited.  Took an OPK today and it was negative like I expected, but there was a line already there.  I'll take another tomorrow morning just so I can advise them of its outcome.  I of course sought advice from my dependable, awesome, and tremendously caring CB and she educates me on the possibility of a 'trigger' to ensure the timing of O.  I'm sure she could picture my eyes widening and mouth gaping open as I read her text explaining the trigger is an injection given in my rump!  Ack!!  I thought I was already sporting my brave girl panties but turns out I needed a bigger, braver pair!  Whoowee.  I explained this part to DH and he exclaims he would be delighted to stick a needle in my rumpus.  What a punkhead!  LOL  Anyway, I've done tremendously well with the procedures and needles so far, I know I just have to keep telling myself it will all be worth it to finally see those two pink lines. . . someday.  I'll let you know how it goes.