|On Egg Patrol- it's serious business!|
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
I've been Lupron-ized!
As I write this, hoards of mini Lupron warriors are galloping through my body. My ovaries are shrieking and cowering in fear. If either ovary so much as thinks of producing an egg, the Lupron Army will know and assert its dominance. If they try passing sneaky notes to my pituitary gland in hopes of a Hail-Mary pass? No go. The Lupron has it under control too. You are officially suppressed, little ovaries. Go to sleep, and await further instructions.