Hello … Goodbye

Our IUI went as well as one could hope.  Dr. Reya didn’t have any numbers on my count, but I should know by today how potent our chance is for this month.  Somebody really needs to figure out how to see if this whole thing is a success earlier in the process like it’s portrayed [...]

There Really is a Card for Every Occasion

My friend, Lisa, is a greeting-card addict, and whether homemade or store purchased, the constant flux of cards from Iowa City add brevity and joy to my day at least once every other week. What I share with you now is not just a tribute to her kindness, but to the kind of support she [...]

Nervous? A Little …

Our general practitioner is on a beach in Hawaii and there is no one to take his place for the next week. At times like these one hopes for nothing but good health and the physical equivalent of sunshine and roses. Sadly, we’re doing our third IUI tomorrow, I found out last night that [...]

Three’s Company

Only three of our six eggs have made it into the proverbial basket. Dr. Reya said that happens a lot, that as they mature some of them just don’t make it to the final stages of possibility. And, according to a lot of your comments, it’s a very good thing. I know that [...]

Cheaper by the Half Dozen

Our first trip through injectibles has yielded six mature eggs that will be ready to roll somewhere around Sunday. It seems fitting with Easter on the horizon that our egg hunt will yield more delicious possibilities than we’ve ever had before. And I’m hopeful that just one will take, two tops, but hopefully just [...]

No Underwear? Check

I was standing beneath Chicago’s Brown Line el track listening to my favorite Aimee Mann song (Deathly) and running through my internal checklist when laughter dropped its bomb in my belly. Stopped dead in my tracks as a train rumbled above Wolcott Avenue and my stocking-capped head, I laughed so hard the aforementioned cap [...]

Super Mario Babies

Double cousins are not the result of incest. I feel the need to get that out of the way before proceeding because a lot of people in my life have gotten confused when I tell them about mine. My mother and her sister married my father and his brother, and having come from [...]

Stick It

Constance had been on the ground for only 60 minutes and within range of my touch for a mere 20 by the time I was down on one knee sticking a needle in her belly. It wouldn’t have been so bad, either, if Dr. Reya hadn’t been hopped up on caffeine. She was particularly [...]

Red State Debacle

Constance just called me from North Carolina with news that her period has arrived again. So, on Monday morning, moments after she steps off the plane at Chicago Midway Airport, we will zip to Dr. Reya’s office in Evanston and begin our first month of injectibles.
Not quite the reunion I was hoping for, but having [...]

Things that Go Pee In the Night

Constance is in North Carolina taking care of her mother this week and the only good thing about that is the bed is all mine. At least more mine than usual since the dogs stayed behind to kick it with their doggy daddy. Few pleasures are as great as plopping down in the [...]