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freeing up fridge space

I should have taken a photo of the size of this.
A whole lot of fridge space has been taken up with packets and packets of hormones for IVF.
So every time I'm getting stuff ready for dinner, searching for a snack, or getting a cold bottle of water the bloody IVF reality of life is... just... there...
nagging...
annoying...
 and it takes up space...
Space that could otherwise be used for DELICIOUS LIFE GIVING FOOD.

So today I had enough. I got my lovely little chiller bags (like the drugs themselves, these cooler bags are in over-supply due to the number of pharmacy visits I've had) and freezer packs (also, in over-supply) and carted the drugs back to my IVF clinic.

The nurse had a slightly pitiful look on her face as I handed them over. I didn't engage in conversation as I only had a 10 minute parking space that I had to rush out to, but I can tell you that I definitely thought in my head "... no need to feel worried about me lovely nurse, this time next week I'm heading off in a jet plane!"....

Aah.
Freed up some space.

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