So while Erin and I are trying to figure out whey my sperm and her egg don't want to party together we started the next round of fertility treatment. Back we are, but for me at least it's not that scary. I feel we are not that infertile. Either my sperm just flat out swim the wrong direction, or Erin's egg is a fricken amazonian warrior fending off the attack.
Erin did offer up a different solution after our appointment today. While trying fill me on on why we haven't gotten the job done as of yet she said "I'm allergic to you on a cellular level"
There is nothing I can add to that.
