Same, Same--But Different

One of my favorite phrases from touring around Southeast Asia comes up, as so many catchphrases do, when a talented salesperson is trying to get you to buy something you really don't need. Let's say you're looking for a spoon, and all the vendor has in his little stand of random stuff is a pair of chopsticks. To convince you how well these chopsticks will work as a replacement for a spoon, the vendor will pretend to listen to your needs, hold the chopsticks up, shake them for emphasis, and say "Same, same. But different." As if they're exactly what you need.

Today was same, same--but I hope different. Like last time I did a fresh cycle IVF, I ended up with 12 eggs. But this time, I am hoping those 12 eggs are different in that they lead to an actual baby. I won't know until tomorrow how many eggs are mature, how many fertilize, how many actually grow so that they can transfer on Friday. I no longer care if it's 3 or 12 that make it to day 6. I only care about getting 3 on day 3, transferring them, and then being able to say we did all we could. Hopefully, a baby. But if not, at least peaceful.

So things are same, same, but they ARE different. We mixed things up, and I think things are better balanced both physically and emotionally. If our clinic thought it was a "perfect" cycle before (they said that! Two doctors said it to a woman who didn't have a baby!), they must think this is extra perfect. Hopefully, the results are same, same, but different. And if not--at least I hope I'M different.