October 2nd
So the meds came to the house today in a giant brown box. I could not wait to rip it open and see what was inside. Now, we were told that some of the meds were going to have to be refrigerated, so what did we do yesterday? The only logical thing two nutty lesbians trying to have a baby for two long years would do... price out new refrigerators. Why? Well the simple answer is that we have lost our minds!! What did we think? That a new fridge would keep colder better than the one we had? So we came to our senses and did the next best thing... we got a fridge thermometer. Now this is when Andi showed her crazy, I bet you all thought that would never happen. She checked the temp like 12 times every half hour, just to make sure that it was still at exactly 40 degrees, and after microcalibrating the coldness number to the exact tenth, the fridge was deemed satisfactory to store our liquid gold.
Wait, back to the meds... when we finally opened the box and, "what the hell did we get ourselves into?" They say a picture speaks louder than words so here it is, our own living room pharmacy, complete with narcotics.
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