Hi all. Thanks for the nice comments in response to my original post. I really deliberated on whether to share that or not, but felt I wanted to offer some personal perspective. I didn’t mean to hijack the thread or anything. I saw others who went on the journey as well. Some successful, some not. One couple went through it and ended up burying a baby who lived for 20 minutes. They went back again, were successful, but ultimately divorced. It’s an absolute headmelt, and while I wouldn’t wish it on anyone, it gives couples now an opportunity who wouldn’t have had in previous generations. Fair fucks science.
Two final comments.
wanking into a cup when everyone outside the door knows exactly what you’re doing is a strange experience that I had to do way too many times
if any of you are looking for some info, feel free to PM me anytime. There’s probably still a bit too much of a stigma or something around it (hence me not telling my friends… I dunno).
thats some stretch there dan, i was mocking you, not your wife. it says a lot more about your subliminal thought processes if you think that what i said means that your wife should stay at home.
He loved punting & national hunt racing. Besotted with “the game“ & became very attached to Danoli. I think Danoli paved the way for Istabraq myself. He’d blag his way into the parade ring after Danoli’s successes, I’d see his head in the background whooping & hollering after races in Leopardstown etc. Think he became friendly with the trainer (can’t remember trainer’s name but think he was based in Carlow) over time & would take spins up to watch Danoli on the gallops & bring him nuts & pillows & other racehorse appropriate treats.