Dancing Brave

That gibberish up there is what the message boards would call my progress, of sorts: I'm nine days post five-day transfer, which means my eggs got deposited after five days in the petri dish rather...

No, I haven't gone crazy-minimalist. Typepad apparently decided overnight to wipe out all my settings. When I sent in a help ticket, they essentially told me I must have done something, except for ...

Overheard at The Gap: Girl 1: So I was on one of those long drives, right, where like suddenly I was thinking all about why I am the way I am, and stuff... Girl 2 (sighing): They have PILLS for tha...

It sounds bratty to complain about being on bedrest, but here goes: OW. We transferred in one embryo today, and now I have to do nothing but take to my bed. I thought it sounded like a great excuse...

Well, so today was unremarkable. It was a day of diminishing returns and a potentially big setback, which I am trying not to be bummed about -- and failing.It started with the usual morning call fr...

Until this morning, I'd never had anesthesia -- never been hooked up to an IV, or indeed, anything more intense than a blood-pressure machine. It all seemed like rather a lot of trouble for a wee l...

The second song was OK Go's tune where they did the video on treadmills. The band members making up the giant stick figures made them run around and dance, while the ones playing the treadmill made...

Yes, that says, "Bon Jovi."

It's my fifth day off Diet Coke, and I miss it. Not even really because of the caffeine -- I only drank one caffeinated can a day, and then one unleaded can -- but just because I miss the taste. I ...

Lately, I've been craving red sauce, meatballs, and pasta, but because of the PCOS I'm supposed to limit my carbohydrate intake -- or at least, it's advisable, especially while I'm trying to keep t...