On Wednesday we headed to the sperm bank and Chris made his contribution. The guy that runs the place was totally creepy. He had sperm all over his office. Ya know, like a wooden sperm plaque stand thingie- that's what Chris called it- I didn't see that one. The one that caught my eye was on the collar of his shirt! It was a little spermy pin all gold with BLING in the middle of it. Uh, tacky? He went to college at the University of Tennessee. That should explain it. Kidding. sort of. He took his job way to seriously.
Anyway, so the creepy guy told us to call the next day because they would have frozen a sample of the contribution and then we'd know details. Chris called and it turns out he had a low sperm count to begin with...probably due to the cancer itself. They said the sperm itself looked healthy, which is good. Six vials of sperm were frozen on Wednesday. Hopefully we won't need any of them because Chris will be okay. This step of the process was just for back-up. If not then we have three ways in which we can use it...Artificial insemination, IVF, and ICSI. I don't want to talk about any of that yet.
The last couple of days have been boring. Chris starts chemotherapy tomorrow. I keep asking him how he feels and he's so indifferent. He's just like, "I don't know, I guess I'm a little nervous but I'm just going to sit there. I don't really have a choice in the matter." I think he'll have more to say about the whole situation when he starts losing his hair. He wants a TN Titans beanie for this winter but I told him no. He wasn't happy. Solid colors only please.
No comments:
Post a Comment