chive omelets

I got a free chive plant in Madison Square Park around the same time of my miscarriage. The chives now reach over the tip of the pot and in three weeks they will be ready to harvest. I plan to use them in omelets.

It was a very early miscarriage. They say the cause was likely a chromosomal abnormality, attributable to nothing in particular.

Dr. Stein remains confident. At our post-miscarriage consultation, I ask if he thinks we should accept defeat. He smiles and rhapsodizes about our fertilization rates and the morphology of our embryos. “There is still a very good chance,” he says.

Dr. Stein looks like he has not slept in weeks. Frankly, he looks terrible. The ridge of his forehead casts grey shadows across his face. I feel guilty for bombarding this exhausted man with questions.

“I’ve known you long enough to realize you’re a pessimist,” Dr Stein says. I perk up, not because it is true but because he has commented on our relationship.

By the end of the visit, we seem to have agreed to try our luck with the frozen embryos.

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2 Responses to “chive omelets”

  1. I’m so sorry to hear about the m/c… No words, other than I really hope the FET brings you your much deserved baby.

  2. So, so sorry for your loss. I hope you’re feeling all right (not that that could possibly be an adequate thing to say).

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