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Lori Shandle-Fox is a professional humor writer and infertility survivor.

Like her blogs, her new e-book,

    "Laughing IS Conceivable: One Woman's Extremely Funny Peek into the Extremely Unfunny World of Infertility"

is designed to de-stress infertility sufferers, their families and medical teams, and is guaranteed to —believe it or not — make you LAUGH OUT LOUD about infertility. To read the rave reviews and get a sneak preview of each chapter, please click here.

For many years, Lori performed stand-up comedy in New York City and 15 U.S. states (in English and Spanish) and had two one-woman shows. Her written material has appeared in The Washington Post, Newsday, The Philadelphia Inquirer, Reader's Digest and on NPR. She presently resides in the South, but plans to forever root loudly and obnoxiously for every New York team ever known to man.

If you have a sec ... visit Lori at her other blog "Laughing IS Conceivable."

Check out Lori's book: Laughing IS Conceivable: One Woman's Extremely Funny Peek into the Extremely Unfunny World of Infertility ($3.99 or Free from Kindle Library for Amazon Prime Members)


Infertile people often have difficulty getting through holidays. We all know that. Most of us have experienced it first-hand. But one of the worst is Labor Day. I'm serious.

a blog by Lori Shandle-Fox, January 14, 2014

This is going to sound dumb. (Hey, I think I finally found the perfect way to start a blog post.) I think one of the biggest problems with making New Year's Resolutions is that we don't know ourselves at all. Like people who vow to go to the gym four times a week to replace their current habit of going to the drive-thru four times a week. Is that really going to happen? It might, but not without thirty other steps in between. If only we could start slowly and pledge to just replace the fries with a salad. (Okay, there really is no point to fry-less fast food is there?)

a blog by Lori Shandle-Fox, November 26, 2013

Jews and infertile people have a lot in common. So while other women are disappointed in and appalled at how their relatives treat them when they're trying to cope with infertility, infertile Jewish women are, yes, a little irritated with our relatives, but that's nothing new. Most of our relatives are an irritating bunch. We're certainly not disappointed in how they're handling our infertility issues. We've never been dumb or naive enough to expect compassion and understanding. They're not a compassionate or understanding group. I love my background and am extremely proud of my people as a whole, but something happens to them when they're relatives... and they gather together in a furnished home.

a blog by Lori Shandle-Fox, July 10, 2013

I completely believe that how well you know your medical professionals should depend on how well they know you. My dentist...I'm not that concerned about. In fact, I'll tell you how much I don't know about him. I don't even know what he looks like. I know that sounds weird but every time he approaches me in the chair, he's already got the paper mask thing going on. If at some point during my appointment he were to sneak out and steal my car in the parking lot, I couldn't pick him out of a three person line-up. Any male within a twenty mile radius with blue eyes and thinning hair would be a suspect. But it's okay that I don't know him from Adam because he only knows my teeth. (Okay he probably also knows my tongue better than any other man but my husband but let's move on shall we?)

a blog by Lori Shandle-Fox, April 24, 2013

Okay, that's clearly a lie. Even if you've never been through infertility and don't know anybody who's gone through infertility, you undoubtedly still know that saying it's fun is a lie. (And incidentally, about 1 in 7 couples has fertility issues at some point or other, so if you think you've never in your entire life come across an infertile person it's similar to saying you've never come across a gay person. To both of these I say respectfully: "I know we don't know each other but 'Yes-You have'".)

So what's so unfun about infertility and why am I such a bitter woman? Luckily for you there's only room in this post to answer the first question.