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Dear Ivfmale, The good news and bad news
Well it is Wednesday and time for Dear Ivfmale. I’m afraid I have some bad news. My nifty search engine report contained no new search requests that I haven’t answered already. Just more people looking for sex doctors and male torture. The good news however is there’s no way that’s going to prohibit me from being helpful anyway. So to help my infertile brethren, I’m listing the pros and cons of Severe Male Factor Infertility.
BAD news
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You have Male Factor Infertility and are practically shooting blanks. |
GOOD news
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You just fulfilled your teenage fantasy of having sex like crazy for a whole year. |
BAD news
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Having one of your chores be sex sounded a lot more fun when you were a teenager. |
GOOD news
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Baby making sex is now off that list and you can go back to making love to your wife. |
BAD news
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Your new chore is making love to a plastic cup…in a bathroom…on a folding chair. |
GOOD news
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You never have to worry about getting a vasectomy. |
BAD news
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You’ve wasted hundreds of dollars on condoms to avoid pregnancy. |
GOOD news
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Using ICSI and IVF you can actually have a child that is yours. |
BAD news
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The price tag with no guarantees. |
GOOD news
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You have doctor’s orders to start poking your wife in the butt. |
BAD news
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It’s with a big freaking needle that scares you as much as it scares her. |
GOOD news
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For once your wife doesn’t mind you looking at dirty magazines. |
BAD news
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Down the hall is a guy putting items into your wife’s fun zone. And you’re paying him for it. |
GOOD news
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Your wife is not enjoying this any more than you are. |
BAD news
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YOU BETTER START ENJOYING IT if you have any hope of providing your contribution into that plastic cup! |
GOOD news
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There is help for that folding chair fetish you’ve developed, I hope, I hope, I hope… |
And the torture continues
After 4 weeks of poking myself in the stomach every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I finally had my blood test to see if the HCG is increasing the testosterone levels. Which I didn’t need a blood test to confirm they had, but it’s nice to have confirmation. That means 8 more weeks for a total of 24 more shots I get to give myself.
As an added bonus, the rich folks trying to lose weight drove the price up again. Now it is more expensive to poke myself each time.
The final torture, and the reason I already knew my testosterone increased…my libido is through the roof! I went from wanting it all the time to needing it all the time. While my wife is on medication with the side effect of suppressing her libido.
It maybe the way I’m administering the shot is different from how you would if you are wanting to achieve weight-loss, but I haven’t seen any weight reduction.
I scheduled my date with the folding chair at the beginning of June, so we shall see.