Artificial Insemination

Artificial insemination (AI) is the deliberate introduction of sperm into a female’s uterus or cervix for the purpose of achieving a pregnancy through in vivo fertilization by means other than sexual intercourse.

Insemination may be called in vivo fertilisation (from in vivo meaning “within the living”) because an egg is fertilized inside the body, and is thus essentially the opposite of in vitro fertilisation.
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I have decided to try to have a baby naturally.

Until this point in my life I have resisted this idea because I had an idealistic view of conception and wanted to only create life with someone I Love. Continue reading Artificial Insemination

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Screaming for help – Final Words

Final words on Screaming for Help!

Continued from Part Seven

It’s been a long journey, and while the healing is not yet over there is now light at the end of the tunnel.

I’m still seeing the physio once a week, still doing the exercises daily, still waking to stiffness and pain (though it subsides relatively quickly with massage and movement), and still unable to do a down-dog!

Update: I did actually do one this morning, and it was painful in my shoulder, but not my elbow! What I found though was that bending my elbow while weight bearing is still quite painful. Still, I did a down-dog! Woop-Woop! Continue reading Screaming for help – Final Words

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Screaming for help: Part Seven

Two week deadline, Reiki, and verdict!

Continued from Part 6

The week following the surgeon appointment I caught a cold that hit me pretty hard. I cancelled my scheduled physio appointment so I could rest, drink hot lemon and honey, and relieve myself of the cold.

Let me tell you that blowing your nose with one hand while you have a cold is not only difficult but disgustingly messy! Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Seven

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Screaming for help: Part Six

Behind the curtain!

Continued from Part 5

The next appointment with the surgeon was four weeks away.

During that time, I managed to cut physio down to twice a week, and then once a week. I did the exercises every day, and I started to be able to do small things with my left arm.

These small things felt like huge victories! Continue reading Screaming for help: Part Six

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