It feels a little weird writing “Weekly Review” without putting the number of weeks in brackets after it, but it’s time to move on and get back to living our lives!

So this week we have been back to King Edward Memorial Hospital to have the second ultra-sound scan for the second load of Misoprostol tablets. Just about everything is gone now, only a little bit of dark grey .. on a grey screen .. of grey dots could be seen.

I do have to mention that after being told that it’s not all over, we were pretty disappointed. Yeah, 50% of the women who take it the first time have complete success, and then 50% of those who take it again will not have to come back. Which leaves 25% of the original number of women wondering if they should have just gone for the surgery in the first place or, like us, looking at option two, just let it be for a while. It seems like months ago since New Year’s Eve, it really does. I expect it’s my brains method of healing, but it’s only been two and a half weeks.

On a side note, coming out of the second ultra-sound we learnt two things:

• If you’re making an appointment at the K.E.M.H. E.R. department (and I feel for you if you are) make it for 8:50am
• Ultra-sounds have to be completed by competent technicians (or at least people who are aware of the general structure/location of all the bits they are ultra-sounding) or you might end up with an ultra-sound of your rectum.

Yes. In the words of many women out there: That’s the wrong hole, darlin’.

Thankfully, Emma was saved by a savvy technician who, in exasperation, leapt in at the last moment to make a vital correction. (I wonder if she was a lesbian? I’m a boy, we think these things. Yes, all of us.)

That was the high-light and low-light of the week.

Oh! We’re getting married, but that was last weeks announcement, so I can’t make it again.

So; We’re STILL getting married.