As a nurse, I deal with a lot of diseases. Everyone has their own trial, and their own thing to endure. For me, it’s infertility.
In a few months, my husband and I will have been married for seven years. It’s been a crazy journey, but I wouldn’t give it up for anything. Soon after we were married, we decided we were ready to start a family. Unfortunately, that wasn’t going to happen.
I’d dealt with some health issues over the years, and we realized that many of them were because of imbalanced hormones. For almost 2 years, I went through treatments to balance them out. After my hormones were stable, we started to try again. But after almost 2 ½ years, we still hadn’t gotten pregnant.
We went to a clinic, and our NP started testing, and we started treatments. I won’t tell you how difficult it was, or what kind of side effects came with them. It was a special kind of torture, but one we were willing to endure for a family. For six months, we lived like that. The expectation and the obsession almost drove me mad.
Finally, we were sent to an infertility specialist, and we started even more testing. We learned that it was more than one issue, and it was both me and my husband. Our chances are slim to basically none.
It might seem like that was hard news, but to be honest, it was easier to accept that we couldn’t have kids than I first thought. Dealing with the expectation every month, and obsessing over whether or not I’m pregnant was much worse.
About a year ago, we decided to try and adopt. We’re still waiting for someone to choose us, but we’re choosing to stay optimistic.
For any of you curious, here’s the link to our profile: http://adoption.com/profiles/KQuintana-5734
If any of you know if anyone looking for someone to adopt, please keep our names in mind. Thank you.