Do you ever feel more comfortable talking to someone who is clearly crazier than you? Well, I do! With that said, I think me and my therapist are going to get along just great. She used donor eggs. She told me that she asked Santa and the Easter Bunny for a baby. Word?!? Okay, all joking aside... I'm so grateful to have found someone to talk to about this that truly understands what I'm going through. She said it herself, unless you have gone through this, you really can not have any idea what people go through. It was good.
When I called another counseling group, I asked the specialist if there was anyone there that specialized in infertility. The woman laughed, and said... "Um, this is a counseling agency, I think you have the wrong number." I replied, "No shit! When someone calls and says that their husband died do you refer them to the funeral home?" I knew that place wasn't for me.
Yesterday I made an attempt at shipping these embryos. That was fun! The conversation went something like this... I need to ship embryos to this address, but I dont know where the embryos are. I do, however, have the name of the person who knows where they are. Can I give you my information and you contact her? Oh, you need to provide me a quote first? Ok, $490 plus a tank rental deposit of $880 that is refunded once the tank is returned. I need to fill out a spreadsheet? Okay, thank you for your help."
I did finally find a place that will ship the embryos for $390.00, a bargain. Thank God I'm off of work, because this is a lot of fun. Between this, calls from HR, calls from short term insurance, calls from the mortgage company, calls to the doctors office, I actually still feel like I have a full time job.
This weekend, we are heading to the beach! Every year since I was a child, my grandmother has rented a beach house. We are headed down, and I am so looking forward to it!