My Lady of the Lantern

----A Call in progress---- Bleem Blaam Bleem Blaaam Goo Goog Goo Ga Goo Goo Goo Bloy Blimy Bleem Bleem Bleema Goo Goog Goo Ga Gaa Goo Goo Bleemy Blimy Bleem Bleem Bleema . . . . . . . . . And he said that we may even try with donor oocyte. Donor oocyte? Oh means, hubby's sperm, and somebody's else's eggs? Yeah. Why? The baby won't have my genes. . . . . ----Call ended---- This has to be the f##k#ing Eiffel Tower of loose commenting....He had no right of giving an option, I as a patient did not ask. And he had no right to be saying it like this to somebody else (the caller) rather than to me / hubby. Once upon a time, I contacted him for an end June-July appointment. I did not make the appointment finally (thanks to my thesis). But I do not want my options to EVER be coming to me like this. EVER. ^WiseGuy^ Image Courtesy: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwqBrxBn3CH-uCQbNtiOhAgF-eXOrCJ8CY3uhiGwcCjesGRNdEHvJFXRmf_M-ZLxDG3Cs7_y_C2d9BhiB2ES1zc0-3...