Who, what, where, when, why and how. really just what.
Welcome! This site/blog is an open forum for men, husbands, fathers, grandfathers, brothers, uncles, cousins, friends with benefits, lovers and haters to air out the unexplainable and incomprehensible complexities of being the male half of IVF. In-vitro fertilization, or IVF, remains a taboo subject, an awkward silence at dinner, an airy breath in an elevator conversation, a paper turned upside down in company. I don't know why. This site is not that.
We're in the trust tree, the nest. If that reference slipped through, please put down the Luprolide pen and watch "Old School."
IVF, or inevitable frustration, has no template, no script. Humor, fear, fright, anxiety, carelessness, hope and any other band-aid on the emotional spectrum are appropriate. Nothing isn't.
So please, participate as little or as much as you want. There are no waivers, no specimen samples, no alcohol gauzes, no 17-page consents to sign here.
We're in the trust tree, the nest. If that reference slipped through, please put down the Luprolide pen and watch "Old School."
IVF, or inevitable frustration, has no template, no script. Humor, fear, fright, anxiety, carelessness, hope and any other band-aid on the emotional spectrum are appropriate. Nothing isn't.
So please, participate as little or as much as you want. There are no waivers, no specimen samples, no alcohol gauzes, no 17-page consents to sign here.