Someone please assure me that I have not just decreased my chances of conceiving a child from the IUI I had this afternoon because I was crawling on my hands and knees in my wet, leaf-covered grass at 11 p.m. trying to coax my INDOOR CAT from underneath my back porch. Please tell me that the sudden increase in my blood pressure, heart rate, and anxiety level due to aforementioned cat’s escape into the great outdoors did not, in fact, slow the sperm, strangle my egg, or cause the lining of my uterus to disintegrate. And please let me know for sure that this er, cautious behavior is the behavior of a sane, balanced future mother and not one of those nuts who follows her child around 27-7 with a first aid kit and a pillow to cushion potential tumbles. Please, I beg you. Ease my mind.