Have a hug from a bloke with the t-shirt
Just the one in our case, at around 11 weeks. It tore us up for quite a bit.

I well remember the pressurewank, along with the frantic phone calls arranging for a relief driver (fnarr) to collect my HGV from the clinic. I had been 100 miles away when they called MrsScars to tell the implantation window was open, and my boss couldn't have been more helpful. His name, for even greater values of Fnarr, was John Thomas.
(all my scars face forward possesses 2.5% of a hyperalloy combat chassis, Mon 16 May 2011, 9:29, 2 replies)

win, win, win, win, win, etc.

(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Mon 16 May 2011, 9:35, closed)

thank you, Scarredone. Our longest one was around 14weeks, but stopped developing a bit earlier
Its more insiduous than you would expect, isn't it?
Yay to your boss and yay to John Thomas - better than fiction. Hope it all worked out for you in the end
(maggotriddendirtbox fast, feral and sharp as a tack since, Mon 16 May 2011, 11:33, closed)

She's 15
Good looking, charming, enraging and wonderful.
(all my scars face forward possesses 2.5% of a hyperalloy combat chassis, Wed 18 May 2011, 13:25, closed)

yay to happy endings for you!

(maggotriddendirtbox fast, feral and sharp as a tack since, Thu 19 May 2011, 10:50, closed)