3 days of Cipro to knock out this (minor, according to my nurse) bladder infection, they reckon.  This strikes me as rather like using a bazooka to take out a bumblebee, yes? Cipro of the rupturing tendon and lack of color vision level of antibiotics.  Cipro of the psychosis and loss of skeletal integrity level. [...]

there’s a reason I made up that chart.  I thought it was just a contest between Shady Grove and CCRM, but the boy thinks that with Chicago’s “guarantees” they are looking better and better, despite their low #s of transfers.  I’ll be calling them tomorrow for a few more bits of information, and to see [...]

So I’m just starting to look through different clinics’ donor egg registries.  You know, places where you can specify whether you want your child’s egg-donor to be left handed, or blood type 0-, or “a super dancer” or just plain “prety, smart, confidant, and shure of myselv” Ahem.  Yeah.  Sometimes all the wrong people have [...]

…that you worried about yesterday.” How’s that for an enigmatic fortune-cookie fortune?  I mean, on the one hand, it’s pretty lame.  A platitude obviously chosen merely on the strength of the wordplay when the fellow down at the fortune writing plant was having a stupid day.  But on the other hand – such profundity!  Such [...]

What comes next will depend in part on what we learn from tomorrow’s analysis.  If everything comes back completely normal, then I’m fucked, no doubt about it.  If it comes back genetically abnormal, though, then we’re still in business.  (And when did my life progress down the path of the surreal to the point that [...]

Despite assurances to the contrary, my doctor wasn’t the one who saw me at the clinic this morning.  Instead it was Dr. Bigshot.  Who was his usual assholish self.  And who couldn’t/wouldn’t answer any of my questions about results from the pathology work-up after my D&C almost 2 months ago.   And who only bothered [...]