fertile myrtles
Written on 26 February 2004 at 8:14 p.m.

Today I went to the dermatologist, where I apparently have to go every six months for the rest of my LIFE because of my scary pre-melanoma moles. Anyway. I'm all okay for now and he said he could inject cortisol into my scars to make them flatter but I was like thanks but no thanks. Ouch needles. I would rather have bumpy scars.

I went to lunch with Mom first and we talked about the fertility of all my relatives lol. I wanted to see if my mom, aunts, cousins etc. had a hard time TTC to get some idea of how hard it will be for me. So yeah. Turns out um. None of them ever really TRIED to conceive lol. Lots of surprise babies. Somebody even told my aunt that she couldn't have kids because she had some ovarian surgery... then like a month after she got married... surprise! So that makes me feel good. Anyway. I like my mom. She's nice.

AND she is helping us find a cheaper house to rent.

I bought my husband some burritos.

Gotta go.

xoxoxo