Me: “What did the doctor say?”
Jen: “Well, now they’ve added another drug, also NOT on my insurance, to try and thicken my lining, and then I have to go in for an ultrasound to see if it worked, so they will know IF they can even think about doing the IVF cycle.”
Me: “How many meds are you on, now?”
Jen: “Five.”
Me: “Hey, I don’t want to claim to be a doctor, but I’ve heard of this drug that you can take, all by itself, that’s super cheap, and if you take it, you’ll be pregnant, like…constantly.”
Jen: “You’re talking about meth, aren’t you?”
Me: “Have you ever met a meth head with fewer than five kids?”
Jen: “God, it’s true.”
Me: “I’m not convinced it’s not a fertility drug they lost control of.”
Jen: “Maybe it’s not the meth, but all the hooking they do to GET the meth.”
Me: “Well, there’s another option for you.”
Jen: “You’re never babysitting.”
Fisticuffs and Shenanigans 