So my nurse tried to comfort me, via email, to encourage me not to give up hope. After all, I responded beautifully to the stims, we had a whole mess of good quality blasts, and our problem should be easy to overcome. To provide that ray of sunshine, she said, "Sometimes, it just takes several tries."
Only statistically, not so much. Statistically, if it was gonna happen, it shoulda. And I want there to be some really scientific reason this hasn't worked. Like, "Well, even though everything looked perfect and grew beautifully, it turns out your embryos are mutants from the Plant Zoron." Not the noncommittal, "hey man, keep tryin'--you never know when the vibe is right."
What I thought to myself is this: these embryos are not like spaghetti. I don't want to keep throwing them at the wall to see if they stick. I mean, I only get a finite number of tries at this. It's not like, "Eh, well, this month this didn't work out, so let's throw another $20k at it next month." So stick, damn it. I've already left you in the pot long enough.
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