Infertility is having surgeries and biopsies to make sure your uterus is the “prime environment” for an embryo.
Infertility is shots. So many shots. [Injections, not the fun ones you’re taking to celebrate Cinco De Mayo, while I sit over here drinking my sparkling water.]
Infertility is buying a basal body temperature thermometer and tracking your temperature each morning to look for any changes, because you’ve read that in very early pregnancy, basal body temps can read higher.
Infertility is blood draws. Never ending blood draws.
Infertility is having an intimate relationship with Wanda. If you know, you know.
Infertility is buying a thermometer for your fridge to make sure your food is stored at the right temperature.
Infertility is giving yourself shots in your stomach in public bathrooms.
Infertility is trying everything and anything for only a chance of becoming pregnant.
Infertility is getting medical bills for hundreds of dollars in the mail for your Urgent Care and ER visits.
Infertility is paying hundreds, even tens of thousands of dollars out of pocket because most insurance companies don’t cover infertility costs [and spending this money does not guarantee a healthy baby].
Infertility: The Silent Struggle 