So many tests, so little time...The Specialist Con't. We were thrilled at this time because we thought we were finally making headway. Then the “specialist” tells us that she wants me to go into Boston to be seen by one more doctor in regard to my Blood pressure as well as the boarder-line diabetes and the elevated cholesterol. I can’t speak for my husband but I was like, “you have got to be shitting me now!” But she wasn’t. Deep down I was beginning to feel as though they

So after having the gynecologist tell us that there should be no reason why we are not getting pregnant, and she is now going to send us to the fertility center. We were finally given the go-ahead to see the specialist, and if she couldn't get us pregnant, then no one could. I'm not sure I liked where this was going, but I was willing to try anything and so was Ben. After waiting for more time to elapse, which isn't a good thing in the world of infertility, and for the insu

When we were finally married, we went right at it, from the time of the honeymoon right to that time when you say to each other; “something was wrong, something should be cooking by now!” At this point, you start asking family members what they think. Don't do this because this action is wrong, wrong, and more wrong and it is not a solution to the problem! Go right to the medical professionals (and I say this because I am a medical professional) they are the only ones you

Once upon a time, way back when you were a little girl or even a little boy, you were given a dream. That someday, you were going to meet that one person that you were meant to spend the rest of your life with. The one and only, that someone special, finding that everlasting love, beyond a shadow of a doubt…your soulmate. Then after a reasonable amount of time for a courtship and an engagement, the two of you would marry, settle down, spend some alone time together, then