Of course I'd heard about donating eggs for fertilization but I never knew exactly what this meant in practice, i.e. how it actually happens. I came across a parenting blog where the mom had just donated and here's her account (free translation):
"Eleven opportunities
The morning began with 5 mg Diapam. A couple of tubes of blood were drawn for my arm for the freezing of the eggs. Pain killers straight into the vein. An operation lasting a few minutes, no pain. 11 eggs taken. Drowsy wakeup after pain meds. A cup of coffee, juice box, 2 crackers, 2 chocolate cookies. Meeting with doctor. In and out in a couple of hours. Someone to pick me up due to drowsiness. Sick leave for the rest of the day.
12 days of morning shots, 1 meeting with psychologist, 4 meetings with doctor, ,1 angiography, follow-up check up."
Interesting. Sounds physically tough and I've heard before that it can actually be quite painful as well. But, donating an egg, not to mention 11 eggs, can mean the beginning of a new life, a new family.
I have to say, on a bit of a side note, that I admire women who take nesting into their own hands, and well wombs. Instead of waiting for Prince Charming to the extent of desperations as the years pass and candidates fail, instead of bitterly feeling the biological clock tick a tock too many, these women become parents of their own accord. When they are ready, they become mothers. Of course it's not that straight forward but simply put I admire women who've adopted a child or children on their own, or gotten fertilized whichever way. I know one woman who is moaning because of her empty nest - the nest is there but it's never yet been filled. I wonder if such a leap of faith would be her path - becoming a parent on her own?
ps. Pihalla Kotona may just become one of my favorite blogs... I found this entry so true as well! Hilarious :D
ps. Pihalla Kotona may just become one of my favorite blogs... I found this entry so true as well! Hilarious :D
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