Some days are difficult. However much if an optimist you may be, it is difficult to stay happy, or rather, stay sane all the time. The earlier you accept it the better. The medicines are making me upset, just the fact that I have to take so many medicines is not a good feeling either. And the rest of the world doesn't care. However understanding your spouse/partner may be, they are not actually going through the process, so they won't get it either. The shots haven't started yet though.
Work continues with all its follies, people around you are insensitive, because they know no better. Also, with all the medicines, you are slowly getting more sensitive to the people around you and what they are saying. Some people choose this time to talk in detail about their new babies, the baby troubles rather and explaining in depth their experiences with the birth process. I understand they are so happy that they want to share, but it may not occur to them that firstly, this is a wrong time for that, and secondly, those stuff are not making any sense. I have no knowledge about those things, or terms. Same goes with the elaborate Christmas newsletters some people choose to send. Do they really think that the rest of the world is waiting impatiently to know their whereabouts for the entire year, including which one started teething or which one has started school? It is tough to keep a smiling face in front of these people, it is also tough to stay under control.
A change in perspective is what helps. Like, I am thinking now, I am standing with Science. It will be fun to say instead of "God knitted you in your mother's womb", "the RE and embryologists created you in a petri dish". This is seriously a triumph of Science. I am anyway so much in love with the fact that Science is truth, that it will be great to have one of the most important experiences of my life through it. I can choose to be miserable, or I can choose to be hopeful.
There have been years and years of experiments, studies, many embryos have been donated to be tested upon, so that now we have come thus far. Not to mention the lost scientist Subhas Mukhopadhyay (he is more of a scientist than a physician). He gave up his life, and the chance of bringing affordable IVF back in the 80s. We should always remember them, and their works.
It would be easy to give up, but when have I chosen the easy route?
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