A Picture of Romance

It is grey and drizzly.

It is cold.

My husband is standing outside of the clinic waiting for me . . . with a smile on his face, a hand to hold, and a "You OK?"

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Nurse (with a choppy Asian accent): You MUST call the day before the transfer to tell us you're coming. The lab will not even touch your embryos unless you CALL FIRST. Write that down. Call first.

Chris: Do people really not show up?

Nurse: All. The. Time.

Chris: Seriously? That's crazy. Why not?

Nurse: It's mostly the mens. They maybe drag their feets and go along with it until the last minute. Or they go home and think about it and talk about it and decide they no want to go through with it. Or they get di-vorced. Or separated.

Chris: Well, we'll be here for sure. You don't have to worry about that. We're here.