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!
Ha! I hope you really did say that to the counseling group receptionist. How idiotic of her to laugh at that question. It sounds like you're getting a lot done on other fronts during your "time off" - that's great!
ReplyDeleteI really did... What was left of my once defunct filter, is gone now. I am getting a lot done, but I'm sort of feeling like I need an assistant.
DeleteHow are we going to keep sane through this? I just found out the counselor I was going to see is the one who evaluates my sanity to receive donor eggs. I can't let lose the crazy to someone who is judging me.
ReplyDeleteLol! You probably have to switch counselors. One you tell, "I'm just doing great" and another that you can unleash the crazy!
DeleteToo funny. I wish I could find a therapist that specializes in infertility, but, alas, Palm Springs doesn't have a lot of infertile couples. I hope it is a beneficial relationship!
ReplyDeleteI actually just called around and asked. This was just pure luck that she happened to be a fellow infertile. It wasn't advertised. However, I would recommend you checking out resolve.org website if you hadn't already, just to be sure if that doesn't work, call around.
DeleteI hope this works out too! If anything, after the santa story, I'm feeling like I'm doing quite well.
I'd like to slap the person who answered the phone in such a rude manner. Ugh. Some people. I hope you have a fabulous time at the beach this weekend! Sending lots of sunny thoughts your way! :)
ReplyDeleteI cannot believe the receptionist said that to you. Shocking! Great comeback, though. I'm so lucky that my IF therapist is part of my infertility clinic.
ReplyDeleteDealing with the logistics of shipping the embryos sounds like a nightmare!
I wish I could come up with quick witted things like that in the moment. I always think of what I SHOULD have said way after the fact. How rude that she actually laughed. She might be In the wrong business.
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