In early 2007, Emily and I were thrilled to discover that she was pregnant. It was particularly unexpected, because although we had been trying for a few months, the odds of it happening naturally were slim due to my chemo in 2003.
Sadly our little "Peppercorn" didn’t make it past the eighth week in the womb. So after a few more months, we decided to start fertility treatments. A year’s worth of IUIs were unsuccessful, so at the beginning of the summer we started IVF – In-Vitro Fertilization – and the real fun began.
Six years ago I was needle-phobic like you wouldn’t believe. I had often thought to myself that given the choice between dying from cancer and going through chemotherapy, I would pick the former option. Little did I know that would be stuck dozens of times myself, and that I would actually end up giving shots to my wife. But here we are, some 40+ injections later. At the beginning of July Emily started on Lupron (which halts the ovulation process), and a week later Follistim (which hyper-stimulates the ovaries), all in an attempt to create as many eggs as possible for fertilization. With regular blood tests, she was getting stuck 3 and 4 times a day. Even with my newly-developed tolerance of needles, if the roles were reversed, we would be adopting
She’s a stud.
Anyway, yesterday was retrieval day – we went to the fertility center and they removed all the developing eggs – all 21 of them! The average number is between 12 and 15, so to have that many was a big relief. A call this morning revealed that 19 eggs matured, and of those, 13 were successfully fertilized. Now, that doesn’t mean we’ll have 13 embryos to transplant, as some will not survive. But on Tuesday we will implant two or three strong ones and hopefully there will be a few more that we can put in cryo-storage for implantation at a later date.
At which point will begin the longest two weeks of our lives as we wait to see if Emily is pregnant again…







One of the items I put on my 
The Atari 2600 seems so quaint in comparison to what we have today, but it was capable of some truly amazing things given it’s limitations. It had a meager 128 bytes of memory – to put that in perspective, this blog post alone is 20 times that. Your average home computer today with a gigabyte of memory can hold over 8 million times that amount. The ability to create anything with those limitations, let alone some of the classics that were produced for the 2600, is nothing short of incredible.