Chapter 24 – Baby Fever
Tuesday – October 17, 2023
Ash
Chastity and Tanner were sitting with me in the waiting room of the fertility clinic. Waiting. And waiting some more.
Tanner was still in a very whistly mood recently. He started talking to a guy next to him and they were joking around about something.
I looked down at my watches. I was wearing two of them today. One for time and one for tracking my fertility. I technically only needed to wear the fertility one at night, but I was on my A-game here. I glanced at my clock watch.
Seriously, what is taking so long? I didn’t have time for this. My fertility watch and my pee stick both said I was supposed to ovulate within 24 to 48 hours. And from my extensive research, I knew it was best to get that sperm one to two days before ovulation. So time was of the freaking essence here!
“I’m so excited to help you pick a boner donor,” said Chastity.
But I could barely focus on her words. A lady had just walked in with a baby. He had the tiniest little baby shoes. I wasn’t even grossed out when the lady kissed the baby on the lips. Not that that should ever be done. What was wrong with her ?
This last week had been unbearable. Babies were everywhere I looked. Everywhere I turned. And I was dying a little every time I saw a wittle baby shoe. Wittle baby? Who am I right now?
Gah, I just needed to be impregnated already!
The only good thing about this past week had been the green juice that Nigel made for me every morning. He said it was to help balance my hormones. And I could really feel the difference. I felt calmer. More relaxed. Focused. Tanner feasting on my pussy every night had probably helped relax me too.
With Nigel’s help I knew my womb was READY. It was the perfect vessel. I’d found a website that told me what items I used were actually toxic. I was now makeup free and moisturizer free. My skin was dry, but my ovaries were ripe.
The worst part of the website was that it told me which cleaning supplies were unsafe. I had to throw out practically my entire stash. Who knew that industrial strength cleaners were counter-productive to my fertility journey?
I was going to miss them. But alas, vinegar and baking soda would have to suffice in the meantime. I would have been worried about getting sick, but I had my ring for that now. Technically my apartment could be a cesspool and I’d be safe from getting sick. I shuddered at the thought.
This office was probably a germ fest too...
Nope, not going to think about it. I needed to be zen for this sperm to work.
Finally we got called back .
“Oh...um...no,” said the nurse, looking at Chastity. “Just the couple.”
“It’s fine,” said Chastity. “I’ll keep a lookout for some good boner donors. And maybe prequalify one for you.” She winked at me.
What does that even mean?
“That’s not how this works,” said the nurse.
“Sure.” Chastity winked again.
The nurse shook her head. “Right this way, please.”
We sat down in Dr. Wang’s office. There were so many pictures of cute wittle babies. Gah. Talk like an adult, ma’am.
Dr. Wang adjusted his glasses. “So how long have you been trying to conceive?”
“About a week,” I said.
“Oh. Okay…well, usually I advise that couples try naturally for about a year before seeking help.”
“There’s no time for that. These eggs are getting old.” I gestured toward my ovaries.
Dr. Wang frowned. “You’re actually still quite young. But if you want, I can run some tests on you both…”
“That won’t be necessary,” said Tanner. “My semen is worthless. Only blanks coming out of this old meat cannon.” He started whistling again.
“Yup,” I said. “Me on the other hand… I’m paraben free, my selenium is perfectly balanced, my basal body temperature is up .62 degrees, and my LH is going through the roof.”
Dr. Wang just stared at me.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Clearly I’m ovulating. Let’s find me a sperm donor and get this party started.”
Dr. Wang cleared his throat. “Do you have a preference on method of insemination? We can do IUI, IVF…” he started pointing at a chart as he spoke that showed both procedures. There were a lot of needles on the poster, and I was not a fan.
“Which way involves the fewest needles?” I asked.
“Natural insemination, but...”
“Then that’s the one for me. Time to saddle up, cowboy!” Eek. I hope he didn’t think I wanted his sperm. Not that there was anything wrong with it per se. We’d probably make a very intelligent kid. I just didn’t think the doctor guiding me on my fertility journey should be the father of my unborn child.
“Um...we can discuss that more later. For now, the next step will be to choose a donor. What I’ve found is it works best to look through the options individually and then move forward with the ones you both agree on. Tanner, if you would please follow me.”
Tanner started whistling again as he and Dr. Wang left me alone in the office.