I’ve been “celebrating” National Infertility Awareness Week for quite some time now. Since before it was timed with ASRM for those who know how long that is.
There is no medal for being a veteran of this world for this long, no badge of honor here. I just want to give you an idea of how I view this week. Once upon a time I would vaguely post things alluding to my life and now I share my reproductive history with whomever wants to hear it.
I think there’s some level of awareness in the general society, and I appreciate how much every one of you share to make that happen.
I know it needs to be more, but specifically for employers, insurers, lawmakers; the advocacy angle is the one I try to concern myself with most. With social media and such, things are easier in a way, than they were 10-15 years ago, at least in terms of finding your tribe or support. (Also I know it’s made it harder with baby photos / announcements.) So I try to focus on changing what I can to make things easier for the next round of patients.
I am grateful for all the people I have met through this world. Reproductive endocrinologists, therapists, fellow patients, social workers, adoption advocates, surrogates and more. Each of you has a unique journey and I can learn something from you all.
Thank you for sharing this awesome, life changing, disappointing, amazing journey with me, as I navigate through each new turn of my own, and try to support you on whatever road you’re on. 🖤