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AMH, CCRM, donor eggs, sister
So much has happened that I don’t know where to start. This isn’t the beginning but it’ll have to do for now.
As I’m driving with my sister over the holidays she casually asks what our next steps are going to be with the fertility stuff. I briefly fill her in on not being able to afford CCRM, my new AMH (CCRM called on Dec 21 and told me my AMH had fallen to <0.1 – Merry Christmas, you’ll never have children!), that I’m feeling lost and hopeless, that I’m starting to consider adoption. She’s quiet for a minute and then she says “I don’t know how you’d feel about this, but assuming everything is fine with my reproductive system, I’d like to donate my eggs to you. I’ve looked into it, I know what’s involved. The shots, the 60-70 hours of doctor visits, the procedures. After all, we have the same DNA. We could do it this July, if you want.” I promptly start bawling. It was such a kind, selfless, incredible gesture. I couldn’t (and can’t) wrap my head around it. Here’s my baby sister – the one I tormented, teased, played with, fought with – offering to give me the greatest gift in the world. offering to go through a good deal of trouble and pain and suffering to help me fulfill my dream. Offering to allow me to carry and to raise a child – her child, OUR child. I can’t put my thoughts (much less my feelings) into words. If her kidneys were failing I would donate her one of mine without a second thought. This felt like her offering to give me a part of her soul, because she could see that my soul was failing.
S was equally shocked and awed by the offer and ultimately has left the decision up to me. I don’t know if we’ll take her up on it, we very well might. What I do know is that the gaping black hole of despair and hopelessness that I’ve been carrying around inside of me has shrunk. The edge of the abyss has retreated. I am forcefully reminded that my life is good – I have people who love me, family who will do anything to help me. I am reminded that infertility doesn’t define me – I am greater than the sum of my ovaries. I also realize that I need 2 children, because wow, everybody needs a sister.
Sorry you got such bad news over the holidays. But, what an amazing offer from your sister. Stories like this always make me a little sad to be an only child and the reason I want to have 2.
How beautiful!
Whatever you decide is the right choice.
I believe God is with us in each decision and will be there regardless.
The answer is in your heart!
God bless your decision
That’s amazing of your sister. Mine had offered to do the same thing before she started having miscarriages herself. It really makes you feel grateful and incredibly loved.
wow, this is an amazing development. how fortunate! sending good vibes your way as you make your decision.
Sorry you you got bad news about your AMH. This is so wonderful that your sister is willing to consider this!! I know that there will be a lot of thinking and discussing and processing. I wish you the best of luck as you make this decision! That is an incredibly kind offer – you have a great sister!
Wow! That’s beautiful. Praying for you as you make your decision. My sister-in-law did this procedure using the donor eggs of a cousin. At 49 she became mama to a lovely girl. It changed her life forever and made her so happy.
That’s wonderful! Many congrats to her and what a wonderful thing her cousin did!
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