In a well meaning attempt to help, people come up with the most funny suggestions. In three years of infertility, I have heard a lot of them. Some upsetting, such as "maybe you should pray more"(how do you know I don't pray a lot, mom?). Some intriguing, such as "perhaps you should go to Siberia, there is a monastery there, everybody who went got pregnant" (thanks dad! I wonder about those monks, what miracles they perform ;). Some cute, such as having to wear a moonstone bracelet which needs to be rinsed in cold water and kept under a full moon at night to activate the crystals (hope they're not radioactive, that's all I say). But the top prize goes to the very interesting suggestion that I should get DEWORMED, since worms might cause miscarriages by sucking the lifeforce out of me. Scary indeed. I haven't gotten around to deworming myself yet, but it is definitely on my to do list for 2029.
The thing is, dear friends, there is an endless array of theories out there. Anybody who gets high can come up with a theory which might accidentally make its way into Chatelaine or Formula As (that's a Romanian magazine full of how to advice, mostly the odd kind). That does not mean that we must try everything.