tick, tick...

I went to a doctors appointment with my mom where I found out that I've had family history of strokes (bleeds not clots) on both maternal and paternal sides. Well crap. I now find myself somewhat mourning a child I wasn't ever completely positive I would end up having. I know now that having a child is not in my future, not only because of health risks to me from previous things but more so because I can't see sentencing my child to this same fate. I have always thought I'd adopt if anything, but it's a little disheartening to know that I really will never have a mini me. So if I wasn't his and her towels grow old together material before, I think this pretty much seals the damn deal.