ASRM: Gospel
I’ll be blogging from the meeting of the American Society for Reproductive Medicine – in a nutshell, strange stuff that doctors do with embryos.
For a society largely devoted to helping people have babies, the opening ceremony didn’t bode well. The only toddler member of the audience (who is, after all, what many of these people spend their lives trying to produce) drew disapproving glances when he became bored and whiny. I thought it was understandable: 30 minutes in, the suits of the society were still slapping each other on the back and giving each other awards. Perhaps like me, the toddler was wondering where the science is?
The science didn’t appear – and the kid was lucky enough to be carried out on the verge of a full blown tantrum. I stuck out the rest and was at least rewarded with some New Orleans gospel and the sight of doctors uncomfortably forced to join in.