After 9 months on the road with a fertility clinic we moved to another – without really doing anything but spend money with them. The last straw was when I had to drive to the clinic to get results from Lancet 1 floor down from the clinic – to the clinic. Seriously, you would think that these people would try to not let people like me have to jump through hoops, leave countless messages and emails that never get replies – makes sense, doesn’t it?
I am really just tired of hearing that everything will work out for the best. I am not inclined to accept the cards dealt, so why would I settle for “working out for the best”. I want my own kid dammit. I don’t want to adopt and I don’t want to use donor eggs. The best is my own kid, with my genetics.
Through the last 9 months I learnt that you cannot rely on anyone to be there for you – this includes family and friends. Most of all I learnt that gynaecologists are overpriced doctors that could have prevented this if they had worried less about seeing a patient every 30 minutes and charging for it – and just doing their jobs.