Sassafrazzled

fried eggs and sperm

I spent a l-o-n-g day in the fertility clinic, planning for the future and so forth. I really can't do anything the easy way. My options are a) do nothing and my ovaries will definitley be fried from all the radiation I'm about to receive b) get an ovarian transposition, which has between a 50 - 80% success rate (depending on which doctor I talk to), and will stop me from going through menopause, or c) get my eggies taken out and frozen (or mixed with Christopher's sperm from across the Atlantic) for future reference and then have my ovaries moved up.

And the answer is?

I chose B. I really wanted to do C, but because it would take about 3 or 4 weeks, and well, cancer isn't always the most patient mofo, I decided to opt with B. Either way, I will never be able to carry a baby so would have to go the surrogate route. If the transposition works they can extract my eggs, mix in some Christopher sperm, and plant the embryo in someone else (I've already had one offer, and I'm looking for more. Any bidders? It would be like carrying Jesus).
Adoption is of course an option too. But I'm getting waaay ahead of myself...

Ok, so at the fertility clinic I had about 10 viles of blood taken and then had to take the subway all the way home. I'm such a wuss, I don't know how I'm going to do the surgery. It's scheduled for April 28 and I have to stay the night in hospital. I'm super scared because the only surgery I've had before has been for my wisdom teeth. But I am looking forward to the painkillers following the surgery...

I just joined the gym and started running again, but I can't do any exercise after the surgery...they don't want my ovaries to jiggle or move around, or something like that. I can't help but laugh when I picture my poor little eggs up near my boobs...I asked the doc if she could move them up into my boobs to give me a little extra 'oomph', but she didn't find that as funny as I did.

posted by Stephanie @ 7:09 p.m.