Well now; did I mention we’d had quite a week? I’d got really hacked off at the weatherman last week for not warning us about bad news coming and now the weather has decided to dump a load of snow... making it impossible for us to get anywhere.
The dumping of snow also brought news of our egg collection which took place yesterday. Our donors eggs were split between two couples. 10 to one and 12 to us. 9/10 fertilised for the other couple and 0/12 fertilised for us! What a shocker! Was not expecting that at all!
So now we have only one route our consultant wants us to take. A fresh cycle. Fresh sperm. Because they aren’t sure if there’s an issue with this batch etc. Mr Emu has been advised to take some drugs and have tonnes more sex. He’s literally just missing rock n roll from his life.
Our new fresh cycle won’t cost us any more money; which is amazing if you ask me... and you might remember that I accidentally booked the wrong flights and had to extend... “what’s £300 more” claimed Yorkshire born Mr Emu... as he told me “things happen for a reason” ... and now we need those extra days! Crazy. It also means I get to lounge in the sun and swim in the sea before transfer. I love the sun. I love the snow.
So screw you Mr Weatherman. We’ll deal with whatever weather you throw at us. My mother in law has had chocolate cake and here’s Mr Emu dragging my sledge through the park this morning! X