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Originally Posted by Jacko
In the year 6565
Ain't gonna need no husband, won't need no wife
You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube
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Hey! I've always loved this song!
Here's the irony though, for me...
What they say takes place in 6565? For my family, it took place in August of 2000.
My son, Iain, is a "test tube" baby. Not only that, he was conceived using ICSI (Intracytoplasmic Sperm Injection). What does that mean, you ask? Well, it means that an embryologist took one of KelliG's harvested ovum and snagged (with a very, very, very small glass pipette) one of my sperm, and MANUALLY inserted my sperm into KelliG's egg, then reimplanted the embryo into her at the blastocyst stage.
Truly, in every sense of the word, an absolute miracle of modern medicine. Look:
See what I mean?
And what's so cool about all this?
We didn't have to wait until 6565!!!