Tuesday 31 July 2012

The Art of Turning a UFE to a FE (Part 3)


Definitions:
UFE = Unfertilised Egg
FE = Fertilised Egg

I was actually intending to post another piece on a completely different topic this month, but recent events inspired me to write and share this one. 

This is dedicated to those family and friends who have continued to support MOH (My Other Half) and I on our journey of turning a UFE to a FE. Some of them may not have realised it, but their thoughts and actions have really helped us along the way. 

Thank you to those who:

...call or message us at all hours of the day to check in and see how we are doing.

...take our calls or respond to our messages at all hours of the day.

...write or email us notes of support and encouragement.

...are our own personal cheer squad, giving us pep talks when we are feeling down or need that extra bit of motivation.

...rejoice in every little step we take, no matter how small, that brings us closer to getting a FE.

...allow us to show our vulnerability and tell us that it's okay to feel this scared, overwhelmed and sad.

...give us a reality check and ensure we don't wallow in self-pity.

...offer to do all sorts of things like ferry us to and from appointments/procedures, and be our personal medical assistant.

...pass on their learnings, and give us tips and hints based on their own experiences (infinitely better than 'Dr. Google').

...listen (a special shout-out to some of our male friends who have had to listen to me talk about my ovaries).

...conduct simple acts of kindness like bake a birthday cake or supply us with much-needed chocolate. While some of these acts may not have anything to do with this particular situation, they cheer us up all the same.

...just tells us that we are in their thoughts and prayers. It's more than enough.

...do all the 'normal' things with us like going out to dinner, reminding us that life goes on (as it should).

...make us laugh.

...encourage us to be kind and gentle to ourselves. To quote one of our friends - it's the "L'Oreal principle" i.e. because we're worth it! 

...let us know that they are right there if we need them.

...share their own very personal stories, which fill us with hope and inspiration.

...remain optimistic, even when we don't feel like we can be.

To all you special people, we'd like you to know how much it means to us and how much we appreciate every thought, every gesture and every kind word. While we still haven't reached that light at the end of the tunnel, you are certainly our beacons along the way.

Lastly, I would like to thank MOH. He is just an amazing man. This experience shown me that we really are a formidable team and that there is nothing we cannot do or cannot overcome as long as we are together. 

I sometimes wonder why I continue to share our story. I feel that it's partly because I find it quite cathartic to write about it. I also hope that other people can draw some comfort from reading it. The one thing I have learnt from all this is that no matter how many people have gone through similar experiences and no matter what their outcome has been (good or bad), it does not mean it is any easier when you are the one going through it. The most important thing is knowing that you are not alone. So my wish for any of you who may be facing the same challenges is that you are also surrounded with this kind of love, support and positivity to help you along the way. 

To be continued...

Sunday 1 July 2012

Things that make me go hmmm...



There are some things in this world that I cannot make sense of or explain, and some moments in life that have really made me stop and think. Here are just a few:

People who don't care for chocolate. What the????

Math. Numbers and numerical reasoning were never my strong points.

Superglue. Why is it that I always manage to glue my fingers together?

Arrogance and ignorance. Dangerous on their own, positively lethal when combined.

Office politics. Honestly, where do people find the time and energy to engage in this?

Corporate jargon. A trap between necessity and absurdity, and can be a source of hilarity (particularly when it’s taken so seriously).

Karma. There really is something to this.

Listening to your gut. Same as above.

Why everything that tastes so good is not really good for you. It's like nature's cruel little joke.

The compulsion to:
  • Check your phone for any emails and messages the minute you get out of bed; and
  • Respond to work emails and calls late at night, on the weekend or while on holiday.
Why some people think the concept of time doesn't apply to them.

The fact that I actually like brussels sprouts.

Allen’s Pineapple Lollies. Where have these little bundles of sugary goodness gone?  

My complete lack of spatial ability (to MOH’s, aka My Other Half’s, utter despair).

Double-lane roundabouts. These are just accidents waiting to happen.

My fear and loathing of driving (somewhat related to the previous two points).

Having numerous pairs of ballet flats – to quote MOH “but you don’t even do ballet!”.  

Racism and any other form of discrimination. So ugly and unnecessary.

On that note, those who complain about immigration and multiculturalism in one breath, but will happily scoff a Chinese, Thai, Indian, Italian, Lebanese or any other ethnic meal in the next. It’s a minor thing but you can’t have it both ways, people!

Those who travel overseas and spend the whole time complaining that things are not like they are “back home” or wondering why “they don’t speak English here”.  

Certain celebrities, like:
  • Lindsay Lohan - this girl needs serious help;
  • Charlie Sheen - it seems that being a tool can still earn you a cool $100 Million; and
  • Kim Kardashian - love her or hate her, you’ve got to admit that you can’t look away from her.
Waxing. Only human beings will allow another person to pour hot wax on their skin and rip it off.

Sour Cream & Chive Pringles. It is really true that “once you pop you can't stop”!

Harem pants ala MC Hammer. Does anyone (apart from Kate Moss) look good in these?

Getting pimples at my age. Surely the time for this has well and truly passed?

Looking at that number on the scale. How did it get to that point? Perhaps the family-sized pack of M&M’s wasn’t such a good idea...

Lying to the trainer at the gym. Of course I didn’t eat all the cheesecake (just half).

Customer service consultants or snooty waiters at fancy restaurants who act like they’re the ones doing you a favour.   

Cricket. How can one sporting game keep going for five, long – veryvery long – days?   

The doctor leaving the room while you undress to give some you ‘privacy’. They’re going to see you in pretty much all your glory anyway when they return.

Alanis Morisette’s song “You Oughta Know”. Whoa! That must’ve been one hell of a break-up.

When governments make decisions that negatively impact healthcare and education, making it harder for these two fundamental pillars of society to be accessible to all. 

People who lack emotional intelligence. How do they manage to get through life? Though I suppose if you are completely ignorant of the impact of your behaviour on others then you probably have a pretty good life. That’s the beauty of having no accountability.

When religion is used as an excuse for one's actions and behaviour. Your God is either a loving God, who has the capacity to love and accept everyone without exception, or a vengeful God. Take your pick. You cannot have it both ways. That’s just hypocritical.

The moment in your life when you realise your parents are not infallible and are simply ordinary people just like everyone else.

Following on from that, learning that you cannot keep blaming your parents for all the problems of the world. As one very wise person wrote, “your childhood may not have been perfect, but it’s over”.

People who order a chicken caeser salad (complete with bacon, croutons and creamy dressing) and a diet coke. I hate to burst their bubble, but that’s not healthy!

Food products that are labelled as "99% fat-free". Compared to what? A chocolate mud cake? It’s all relative.

Fat-free, soy milk, decaf cappuccino. To quote the menu of one of our favourite cafes – “why bother?”

Finally, one of my pet hates, public toilets. Flush, people, flush! It’s not that hard. Don’t even get me stated on those who don’t wash their hands...

What about you? What are the things that make you go hmmmm?