Last week I was at the pool with a friend and our children. She was getting towels when another mother asked me, "I hope you don't mind, but were you on Clomid?"
I know what Clomid is, but I was taken aback that she mentioned it at the public baby pool. "I'm sorry?" I asked, wondering what I missed while I was slathering the sunscreen. She gestured to the children. "Just wondering if you had fertility treatments. My sister…" and launched into her trouble conceiving, and Clomid, and the expense of in vitro. Honestly, I stopped listening immediately after it sunk in that a total stranger had just asked me about a prescription drug that I may or may not have taken.
I wondered: when did it become acceptable to ask people about their fertility? Who said it was socially acceptable to elbow in on what is, at its basic level, someone else's sex life, and ask probing questions about what could have been a delicate and painful experience?
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