Surprisingly the most difficult part of this impending Ute-removal is that, despite our resolution to have no babies, and my advanced maternal age, it will see the end of any possibility of procreating.

I have no idea why this is even a thing, but I’ll ascribe it to hormones or fear of change or … something?

Nonetheless, the bag is packed, kindley well-stocked and exhorbitant medical billz paid.

It will be rather nice to live like a human (however aged) again.

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