28 March 2012

A Week Later

Last Wedensday night my dad had a heart attack. He's alive and out of the hospital, so that's good. My first impulse was to call up ye olde fertility clinic and get back to the meds. Weight loss be damned. But I resisted. I've sort of penciled in July as the time to restart treatment whatever my weight. Haven't really shared that with anyone, but that's where I am.
We adjusted our running schedule to Monday, Wednesday, Friday. I reserve the right to demand a weekend trip to a metropark. This Monday I either saw my RE or her doppelganger on the path. I don't know that she would recognize me and I wasn't wearing my glasses, so I didn't say anything.

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