It has taken me a long time to write this. A really long time.
Before we started down the road of assisted fertility treatment, I had great intentions of documenting our IVF journey*.
Even if I didn’t publish it, I was sure that I would definitely write it all down, to have a record of that time to look back on – hopefully with fondness after a successful end – but also as a form of therapy. In the past I have found writing has really helped me to process strong emotions. But not this time. Continue reading Dear IVF diary
When it comes to assisted fertility, men have their fair share of challenges when it comes to the procedures process. Here, my other half takes a hit for the team and gives you the inside track on what exactly happens after you’re handed the little plastic cup for a sperm sample…
It’s not like I haven’t been “interfering” with myself regularly for the past twenty years. I’m not embarrassed by it, never have been. But desperately sweating on myself while galloping the final mile of the Fertility Cup has got to be a personal low.
To prepare, I had to abstain from any sexual activity for three days, which for me is quite a lot. But there you go and there I was – brimming. Continue reading So you need to give a sperm sample?