So what is this blog post regarding? For starters, I have felt from the very first time I stepped into a fertility clinic that I had a mask covering my identity. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. What? Me? Why? I have regular periods every twenty-eight days. I have never missed a period they are like clockwork, and I am healthy and in shape what’s the problem? OK so I am thirty-seven (now forty-two and loving it) I get it, but there are plenty of women that get pregnant way over forty and I know that I make normal PGS tested embryos.  I felt like a veil of shame covered my face not only when I walked into the clinic, but everywhere I went. No one understands the feelings of loss, despair, sadness, loneliness, and heartbreak unless you have gone through infertility.


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