David took off from work the whole day of the egg retrieval too, presumably to make sure I didn’t lapse into a coma after coming out of general anesthesia. But after he made sure I was comfy on the couch he promptly took off to go get his hair cut at Supercuts. Hair vs. wife in coma — you know, you need to have your priorities in order.
He told his stylist that day that his wife had just had an egg retrieval for IVF.
Stylist: IVF?
David: You know, test tube babies?
Stylist: (long long pause.) That’s cool. So do they let you go visit them during the nine months they are in the test tube?
David: no, they are just conceived in a petri dish. They still put them back in my wife to grow for the nine months
Stylist: It’s cool that you can do it that way, you know, if you don’t want to do it the other way.
David: No, we had to do it this way because we couldn’t conceive the regular way.
Stylist: Oh. Well it’s good you could do this then so you don’t have to adapt. You know go through the adaption process.
David: Yeah, it’s good.
Oh dear...and she had sharp objects near his head? Lucky he came back.
Posted by: Aurelia | November 08, 2006 at 11:04 PM
Extraordinary. it's amazing to hear these conversations and realise how weird the world we live in is compared to the rest of the developed world.
Posted by: thalia | November 09, 2006 at 06:10 AM
Oh, how I miss ol blighty..........sometimes :)
Posted by: Artblog | November 09, 2006 at 06:49 AM
Wow, it amazes me how clueless, no I mean stupid, people really are. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that isn't how they do it. I would have said, "yeah, we went the test tube route because it is much more sterile then the cabbage patch!"
Posted by: Amy | November 10, 2006 at 09:36 AM
I stopped going to my hair stylist because she kept telling me all I needed to do to get PG was to have anal sex for a few minutes and then switch to vaginal sex because my post-anal orgasm would be so powerful that it would "suck all the little sperm right up there!" She swore this is how she conceived her son.
It was funny the first time she said it. But then every 8 weeks, she would ask if we had tried anal yet. When I replied in the negative, she'd cluck her tongue and say "Girl, what did I tell you?!"
Posted by: Ellen K. | November 10, 2006 at 01:02 PM
I just came here from the stirrup queen... this is too funny. Sad, but funny. "Do they let you go visit them..." Not the brightest Crayola in the box, was she?
Posted by: Kris | November 10, 2006 at 09:13 PM