Well, it beats perishing on the table before I get the $#@! in my house sorted and organized, and with Amy in the middle of midterms. I hate needles at the best of times, as in injections and blood tests, so the injection itself will probably take care of the preliminary unpleasantness. I'm thinking that this would be better than exhausting myself on a treadmill and keeling over, though. Thanks for the heads-up, though. Yeah, what's a low ejection #? I ythought that was a guy problem.