Sh*t Just Got Real
You know how you visit a casino already knowing that the house always wins, but get pissed anyway when you lose? Yeah, that just happened. Finally, an actual infertility diagnosis.
Sadness
Good Mornin, Metformin
So, it has been a while since I’ve taken the time to actually POST some tidbits here on the site. And it is all your fault. See, most of you follow The Egg on Facebook and we have such great conversations there, that by the time I get over here, I have nothing else to …
Second (or fifth) Verse, Same as the First
I’ve decided to drink wine this evening. Yellow Tail makes a charming Merlot. A Merlot that has helped a bit. I plan to be at ease by the time I reach the latter half of it. Today warranted that sort of planning. You see, basically, I got the same “news” today that I’ve gotten before: …
Issues
I’m not sure how many other women are sufferers of menorrhagia. I’m not sure how many other women hold this frustrating condition to themselves. Just about the only thing I am sure of is how much I hate it.
Private Parts
“Your husband should never know when you are having your feminine time. Keep those things private!”
Oh, really now?
Books and Babies, Babies and Books
What has infertility tried to rob you of? It may be time to grab a bag and go gather your things.