Went to the fertility clinic. The latest blood test showed almost no change in the progesterone levels, which pretty much confirmed what we already knew. Tracy took the shot to flush the embryos, just to be certain they wouldn't get stuck in her tubes and burst them. She's still down, but nothing like she was the day we got the news. The doctor says we still have a fair chance with the frozen embryos, since medically speaking what happened was just luck of the draw, not a harbinger of a signifigant medical condition.
Otherwise we're doing okay. It helps that Tom has been a very good boy the past few days. Maybe he understands that we've both been feeling rather down.
In other news, I think my catch phrase for this holiday season is going to be, "Hey, b*tch! Where the fragg is my tail?!" :)
Otherwise we're doing okay. It helps that Tom has been a very good boy the past few days. Maybe he understands that we've both been feeling rather down.
In other news, I think my catch phrase for this holiday season is going to be, "Hey, b*tch! Where the fragg is my tail?!" :)