Problem is, neither wants to give up their career.
So she goes in one Friday, right after a big staff meeting, and with me holding her hand she has the implantation. She overnights in the clinic, watching a first-run movie. Next day she's home. We have dinner at that great new restaurant, T. S. Eliot's, you really got to try the blackened redfish there, and all she's got to do is take these pills every four hours. Three weeks like that, she's growing by the minute.