Gosh, I really haven't thought about it. Hmm...
I kid because I love.
Nothing is going on, and blah blah blah why the hell did I start this blog?
I applied to the Cleveland Clinic IVF Program. I dropped off my medical records on 1/11, and verified that they received the application. So now some doctor is deciding if we qualify for the IVF program.
They need to make sure we're worthy before they take our insurance company's $10,000.
And also, who the hell puts themselves through IVF if they didn't need it? Not me. No Suri Cruise.
At least the waiting gives me more time to prime Mark for the reality that he will have to give me a giant shot every day. He's afraid he might "get woozy."
I mean, I can see his point. I don't want to overwhelm him, what, with all the looking at porn in a private room and masturbating into cups he has to do already! I'm like a friggin slave driver over here! And he can't use lube! I'm not sure what this world is coming to. I'm expecting the divorce papers any day now.
I will bribe him with Mountain Dew and Peanutbutter M&M's. It will be alright, people!