
Transfer Day Eve, aka Groundhog Day
On the eve of my embryo transfer, I’m not thinking about tomorrow. I’m thinking about December 9, 2011, and trying my damnedest to have my own little Groundhog Day.
On the eve of my embryo transfer, I’m not thinking about tomorrow. I’m thinking about December 9, 2011, and trying my damnedest to have my own little Groundhog Day.
It would appear that I am very bad at self-administering pokey things and being like Valerie Plame.