Last week-end I had 2 people tell me that in order to get pregnant I should "relax", go out for a romantic dinner, light some candles and "forget" about trying to conceive child # 2.
Can I say that in all my years of struggling w/infertility (child # 1 was a miracle, after 6 years of trying. She's 7 now, and we have been trying for # 2 for years)I have heard variations of this advice and it has never caused me anything but pain and frustration?
It says very clearly to me that not being able to conceive is my own fault - I am obviously not relaxed enough, or romantic enough, or forgetful enough.
It is interesting to note that nobody who is close to me and who has walked this difficult road with me in love and support has ever said this to me. It's always people who don't know me well or who don't really want to listen to the truth - they give easy answers (to them) that choke and burden me w/guilt and shame.
Infertility is a physical problem, rarely resolved w/a fancy dinner and bottle of wine. It is a medical problem, and the choice to obtain medical help is often a difficult one. It is demeaning to overlook the research infertile couples do, the tests (often painful, esp. for an IC patient) they go through, the meds (w/side effects) a woman may have to take, the pain and sense of failure...to sweep it all away with one comment is hard to take. I can be happy for a couple who conceived on a romantic week-end in Lake Placid, but as an infertile woman, I am playing w/a whole different deck of cards.
This process has been so hard for me - oh, did I mention that this month is not THE month either? Sex sends me into terrible flares, there is a part of each month that I cannot take pain meds, the fertility meds cause several days of depression and despair each month, and at the end of every month, disappointment as my period comes, the flare from hades arrives, and I'm left w/the knowledge that it was all for nothing. (you guys know what I mean - I love sex, but I have to do it so much and it hurts so much, it's just not fun anymore.)
Can you guess why someone who breezes into my life, chats for a few moments and then quickly diagnoses my problem as "well, you're just trying too hard" isn't exactly doing me any favors. I know most people say it out of a sincere desire to be helpful, and I don't want to be mean. I am feeling down tonight, and a bit fragile.
I just wanted to vent a bit, and to let you know that if you are ever talking to a infertile woman, please don't tell her to go buy a bottle of wine and a Johnny Mathis CD. Just listen. You can't go wrong if you listen to her and tell her you care. My closest friends can't say a single thing to make me feel better - they just listen and make sympathetic noises and take me out to lunch and cry w/me and laugh w/me and pray for me.
I am tired and hurting physcially and feeling depressed and sad about many things, and I just wanted to share this with you all. I know that in a few days I will feel stronger, although the shock of the events in States will linger for a long time. Thanks for listening.
Love, Kelly
Can I say that in all my years of struggling w/infertility (child # 1 was a miracle, after 6 years of trying. She's 7 now, and we have been trying for # 2 for years)I have heard variations of this advice and it has never caused me anything but pain and frustration?
It says very clearly to me that not being able to conceive is my own fault - I am obviously not relaxed enough, or romantic enough, or forgetful enough.
It is interesting to note that nobody who is close to me and who has walked this difficult road with me in love and support has ever said this to me. It's always people who don't know me well or who don't really want to listen to the truth - they give easy answers (to them) that choke and burden me w/guilt and shame.
Infertility is a physical problem, rarely resolved w/a fancy dinner and bottle of wine. It is a medical problem, and the choice to obtain medical help is often a difficult one. It is demeaning to overlook the research infertile couples do, the tests (often painful, esp. for an IC patient) they go through, the meds (w/side effects) a woman may have to take, the pain and sense of failure...to sweep it all away with one comment is hard to take. I can be happy for a couple who conceived on a romantic week-end in Lake Placid, but as an infertile woman, I am playing w/a whole different deck of cards.
This process has been so hard for me - oh, did I mention that this month is not THE month either? Sex sends me into terrible flares, there is a part of each month that I cannot take pain meds, the fertility meds cause several days of depression and despair each month, and at the end of every month, disappointment as my period comes, the flare from hades arrives, and I'm left w/the knowledge that it was all for nothing. (you guys know what I mean - I love sex, but I have to do it so much and it hurts so much, it's just not fun anymore.)
Can you guess why someone who breezes into my life, chats for a few moments and then quickly diagnoses my problem as "well, you're just trying too hard" isn't exactly doing me any favors. I know most people say it out of a sincere desire to be helpful, and I don't want to be mean. I am feeling down tonight, and a bit fragile.
I just wanted to vent a bit, and to let you know that if you are ever talking to a infertile woman, please don't tell her to go buy a bottle of wine and a Johnny Mathis CD. Just listen. You can't go wrong if you listen to her and tell her you care. My closest friends can't say a single thing to make me feel better - they just listen and make sympathetic noises and take me out to lunch and cry w/me and laugh w/me and pray for me.
I am tired and hurting physcially and feeling depressed and sad about many things, and I just wanted to share this with you all. I know that in a few days I will feel stronger, although the shock of the events in States will linger for a long time. Thanks for listening.
Love, Kelly
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