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The clinic visit went fine; the sonogram showed no cysts, and the nurse took the time to go over all my medications (3 prescriptions covering 4 injections a day) and questions. Then we signed what seemed like a mortgage's worth of consent forms. The one involving frozen embryos was quite the involved example of multiple worst case scenarios.

Before that, though...I really fucked up as a human being. I sent someone an email to congratulate them on some great news, and somehow so badly mangled a suggestion (coming from an event where I wished I'd chosen differently) that I horribly offended and upset them. I wish I could take it all back and just cut myself off with the congrats. When I have outbreaks of social anxiety, I worry over everything I say and post. Times like this are exactly the reason why.

If (when) I ever show my ass and grossly offend you, please know that I don't do it out of maliciousness. Sometimes I err on the side of not shutting up in time, and for that I'm really sorry. You are by no means responsible for instructing me when I'm wrong, but I sure would appreciate it if you did.

I'm staying up just late enough to outlast the jackass who's setting off fireworks so the dog doesn't completely lose it, and then I'm taking my overwrought ass to bed.
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