Jessica and I got up nice and early this morning, after having dinner with Keyvan and Christine, Jackie and Dave (engaged, by the way), Brian and Laura, and the fabulous Miss Duriya Russamee, to drive to Carmel for the kick-off ceremony of a month of fertility fun. The run-down: ultrasound = zero cysts = healthy ovaries and the expensive drugs were ordered, all resulting in the quickest ten grand I've seen spent. Doesn't cover meds, of course, but it does cover all office visits and Jessica's surgery. We have a short reprieve through the weekend and then we go up to Carmel most every day next week. Target date remains the 14th of January, but that's a very, very soft date. In August it took two extra days for Jessica's ovaries to swell to the requisite grapefruit-size.
We did find a way to save $300/vial on her super-ovulation meds, which is good. That should save us over a grand on the whole kit and kaboodle. Man, this crap is expensive.
Jessica dutifully went to work upon returning to Bloomington. I went home to try to nap (tee hee) and played a few hours of Lego Indiana Jones with Duriya.
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Jess & Clint,
Good Luck. I'll keep you in my thoughts.
Have a Happy New Year!
Erin
Typical husband...stay home to nap and play video games while your poor wife works after a trying morning. Who raised you? It definitely wasn't my mother. :)
That was really posted by Julie, not Ainsley. We all know that you weren't raised by Ainsley's mother. That would be really weird.
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