Wednesdays with Will: revolver for a revolving door

Mo and I arrived for our pre-op appointment the other morning to find this welcoming sign:

Gee, isn't that what we have been doing with these repeated IVF cycles? In fact, it is nice of them to ask us, but Mo and I have been doing this for the past two years. We've gone around and around through the revolving door of treatments, postives, D&Cs, more cycles, negatives, and then around again. To make things more interesting, the sign was actually next to the elevators, but we get the idea.

Mo and I are getting a little too used to the IVF clinic. We know the staff and they know us. We know where we like to sit in the waiting room and what magazines we've read. I like the water coolers. We both have grown increasingly fond of our physician. We've shared many mediocre breakfasts in the diner around the corner. Life changing events have occurred here such as a career move Mo was vying for and learning we were pregnant after IVF #1 and then, um, not so pregnant.

Despite all these fond memories, we are ready to move on. I think we are both feeling weary more than anything. We are ready to get out of the revolving door soon, please.

Transfer is set for tomorrow - we're hoping for the last time.

Thanks for all of your warm wishes and thoughts. They mean a lot.


Will