So I went to the doctor and was expecting to be chased out of the surgery with the words "you? YOU? Have a baby? Not over my dead body" type stuff... instead she was really helpful and I have an immediate referral to an infertility clinic - because I'm ancient y'see. ;-)
BM will be required to spunk in to a pot - but quite frankly, when you're surrounded by nurses in uniform how difficult can that be for a man?
No other news - the thing I was hoping for didn't pan out. C'est la vie.
Friday, May 08, 2009
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