Green Eggs and Ham

After a long work conference in the city, I am glad to pack my bags and head for home.
Even though I know I am walking into an abyss of turmoil, crisis and catch up.

I decided to stop by to see one of my best friends, from way back in the day. No. I am not that old! However we do go back many moons and I don’t see her nearly as often as I should. As a matter of fact, I don’t see a few friends in Los Angeles as often as I should. This is a note to Self.

Just so happens that it is the day after Martha had surgery, and she is craving a bit of company. I buy her a latte and head over. Once we settle into her big comfy couch with coffees in hand, it is time to catch up! We start from the last time we saw each other and work our way forward.. that is our usual pattern. This time was a little different. This time we managed to cover all of the important information that has happened to each of us since last we spoke, but we also traded old buried childhood memories that we’d both prefer soon to forget. We decided we should write a book about it.

20 years of friendship and there were still things we really did not know… still things to reveal. And revelations seems to be a recent theme in my life lately. Martha asked if was seeing anyone yet... had I gotten out there and had a date. I gave her the latest ending with my statement about Karma, and that I must have some real serious Karma to work out in this life when it comes to relationships. What else would explain it? Martha told me that I should really consider freezing my eggs. Not the ones that are in my refrigerator, the ones in my womb.

With increasing numbers of career women finding themselves single and over 30, this process has become the new range. A way to preserve your fertility, your best eggs, for possible regeneration into an offspring should you find the right man, partner, or not. I must admit, that the thought is intriguing. It would take that desperation factor many women begin to display at a certain age out of the equation. Though I don’t think I am desperate enough for this one. The process is expensive (around 10K) and the probability that it will result in a live birth are shaky. However the success rates are getting better as is our technology. Hmmmm…. Not yet. I don’t think. Not yet. I will continue to leave it up to fate or destiny.. be happy being the Best Auntie, which I am... and move forward into the rest of my life...

I do not like them Sam I Am, I do not Like Green Eggs and Ham

More on the subject
http://nymag.com/nymetro/health/features/14719/index.html