This week started out with my wife coming down with a serious case of the stomach flu. You know the kind that gives you horrible nausea, vomiting, and fever for about 24 hours and then mysteriously goes away. Which is exactly what happened, Monday afternoon she thought she would die, by Tuesday morning she was fine.
Tuesday evening we went out with our friends for dinner and drinks. The story of which is chronicled here on Notival. The part phlome leaves out is that I drank my wife's horrible drink, just to see how horrible it was, and of course ended up with stomach flu myself on Wenesday. Fun.
On Thursday, we had our first appointment with the fertility doctor. I think we both thought it was just an initial consult,but they went ahead and did a lot of tests to see if they could find out what was going on with us. This, of course, included testing pretty much the only thing you can test on a dude for fertility. I won't go into graphic detail but it does involve going by yourself to a room they call "the library." In my opinion, it's be a lot nicer if it was the "video library."
So after much poking and prodding of Elanna, and the results of my test, they determined that there really wasn't any reason for our in-fertility, that they could determine right off. Elanna goes back for more tests in a few weeks, but it looks like we may have options other than IVF, which is nice. Neither of us was really comfortable with that.
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