This is the level I expect in exchange for asking “the” question.

Asking About My Reproductive Status Requires a Good Cheese Tray.

I’ve been pretty pissed at my uterus this year. Girl is out of control. I am almost positive she’s trying to kill me. Hey, maybe we’ll end up on Dateline! Keith Morrison will narrate it — “It was a stormy night in the Pacific Northwest. While some allowed the rain to soothe them into a deep sleep, one woman was engaged in a battle for her life, and you’ll never guess who the…