It was 4 years ago that I underwent my last miserable cycle of IVF. It was a tough time, only one egg was retrieved which led to a cancelled transfer.
In the weeks following this time I went to my follow up counselling session which resulted in an extremely awful session whereby the counsellor and my husband made me feel so terrible that the culmination of everything over the previous 6 years sent me into a progressive depression for almost 3 years. I didn't know I was depressed and no one else even recognised it.
For the last year I have been working so hard on myself, finding me again and my confidence and getting my mind and body back. For so long I felt numb and broken.
This week my amazing sister started injections, she is my donor and in 10 days we hope to retrieve some beautiful eggs.
I am hoping that in a few months time, I can look back at everything here and see the struggle was all worth it.