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We found one good egg after too many years, 3 iui's and 6 ivf's - now what do we do? Try again apparently!

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I'm T. I like to stick my bulbous belly with syringes full of fat, juicy hormones then sit back and document the theatrics.

GOOD TIMES - GOOD TIMES (Stories & Wisdom from NewsRadio Bill McNeal's childhood)

Sure, same thing happened when I was a kid... I was mouthin' off to my brother when we were getting ready for school... I'm telling you, he punched me so hard I was out for a half an hour. And when I came to I was on the school bus... completely nude of course... I remember one Christmas he stripped me naked and locked me out of the house just when the Carolers were arriving... Talk about a Merry Christmas... Good times..."

"I remember one time... my father came home from a night on the town which of course had turned into a week... and my Mother said, "John, is there anything you wont drink?"... and my father shot back, "Poison... I'm saving it for you." (Laughing) And I and my brother who is now an alcoholic himself... just about died laughing..."

BILL: "Another time I was cut from the high school football team... and my mother said, "Central's lost a fullback but the McNeal's have gained a daughter"... and in front of the other players too... priceless!... good times... good times..."
LISA: "And this is a happy memory for you?"
BILL: "Why shouldn't it be?"

"You know, my mother avoided all physical contact... something to do with germs, she said."

"You know, that reminds me of the time I was elected Treasurer of my fraternity, we... nevermind."

"Well my mother made me wear a dress til I was 9, they make mistakes..."

BILL: "In the sixth grade, my three dearest friends and I made a lifelong pact that we would be best buddies forever. But then they hit puberty before I did and they kicked me out of the group and they pulled down my pants in front of a bunch of girls and beat me up.
DAVE: "That's not similar at all."
BILL: "Isn't it, Dave?"

"It's like my father used to say... when I was a child, I thought as a child and spoke as a child... and when I became a man, I took that child out back and had him shot."

Bill: "Oh, yeah!" (crunching into an extremely old and stale vending machine sandwich)
Dave: I really don't understand how you can eat those things.
Bill: Well, they aren't what you call conventionally tasty. I guess they just remind me of the sandwiches my mother used to make for me.
Dave: Your mother made sandwiches like that?
Bill: Yeah, she made a month's worth of sandwiches at a time, then she'd leave 'em for me in a box on the porch. She was quite a woman!
Dave: I'll bet she was.

Interests

music, ivf, retrieval drugs, sadly that doesn't happen all that often), and cooking and reading., all things related to infertility, blood draws, u/s's (esp the ones where there are loads of plump follicles, ivfc and trying to procreate. oh