I reached an especially low point last night when I suggested to John-Mark that we throw a party now that we've entered into the elite group of the "infertile"--"not many people are able to get to this point", I said. Not surprisingly, it didn't help matters.
The psychological and emotional trauma that we go through on this special day that seems to show up, without fail, every month is like nothing I've ever experienced. Life is generally so happy, but on this day, feelings of fear, depression, and uncertainty absolutely overwhelm me.
I wish it wasn't this way.
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