Both the heat and the insomnia are easing.
Meanwhile, my mom is out of the hospital. A little down, but getting stronger. I'm still not a hundred percent sure what was wrong with her, and I'm pretty sure none of the medical staff know either.
Fertility treatment continues. I once blogged about the complete lack of romance that was Kurt's conception (bottom of the post). This time, if the treatment takes, it will represent a whole new level of non-romantic scientific babymaking: Jeff wasn't even in the room at the time.
Kurt was very snuggly today, even for him. It's as if he sensed that his days as an only child are potentially numbered….