lemon your mom sounds lovely. No one is quite as good at taking care of me when sick and I really missed mine after my lap. Unfortunately she lives on another continent :(
MrsD congratulations on your 5th anniversary!
buzzy laughing at your husband's lazy sperm. Mine has the same problem which shouldn't be much of a shock. He's got plenty of them, they just prefer to sit on the couch watching TV, much like him. With lazy sperm do you think it's better to BD every day or every other day? I have a feeling if we leave it too late, they would never get there in time but if it's too early they'll die before they ever get there.
pout and MrsD Having a diagnosis or not having a diagnosis is like floating on a river of shit with or without a paddle. Sure, maybe it's nice to have a paddle but you're still floating on a river of shit. When we were waiting for DH's SA results I was trying to work out whether there would be any measure of relief for me if we found out his results weren't optimal (which turned out to be the case) because that would mean that it probably wasn't me with the problem. Up to that point I thought it was me (what with housing aliens and such) but it wasn't a relief at all, quite the opposite. We're married, we're linked together for life and his problems are my problems. Just floating down the river of shit together :)
critter I am going to Bar Harbour! We're going to a collective 40th birthday party (every one I know seems to be turning 40 this year) on a lake in Lovell and then meeting friends who have a cabin in Bar Harbour. I'm even more excited now that you've told me it's so nice there. Definitely pm me the details!
euro I'm so sorry to read about the bad result. I've known a few people who have had similar and it always worked out as it was caught before the cancer stage which sounds like where you are. It's very common and very treatable as I'm sure you know but of course it's tiresome having one thing go wrong after another. Best of luck with everything.
Right, I've been inspired, this week I will go out and buy some sexy underwear. Shagweek is almost finished (egg should drop today) and DH has been slugging along like a trooper and deserves something more than vague memories of the sexy things I used to wear to bed (as do I).