I'm about to be a Battery Chicken

So I wrote about registering as an egg donor back in April.

Well I got the call that I was SELECTED. The call came in on Friday the 13th of June, on day 2 of a new job, about 2 minutes after the call from my lawyer that she had finished drafting my Consent Papers, and while Quinn was in surgery having his ear issue operated on. So in other words perfect Murphy timing!

To say I was freaked out and rattled is an understatement.

My first thought was my GOD. NOOOOOOO! Stop the world I want to get off already...

But even 2 seconds later I knew I couldn't say no, and really didn't want to. It is something I really want to do, and it really is now or never. By next year it will be too late. (My eggs will be past their 'sell by date'). I really really want to be able to help someone achieve their most yearned for dream, and they chose ME. How can I say no? And cause more heartbreak.

So against my own better judgment, I said yes. I mean my life is already totally in chaos, why not add mega-doses of hormones into the mix and really temp fate? I like living on the edge ;)

So the first hurdle was a psych assessment. I went to the session, and despite the psych (who I really liked, what a cool person she is! And a doula too! Was very drawn to her and her mesmerizing eyes.) admitting that the timing is really far from ideal, she says I am sane (who knew!?) and that I am mature and have good coping mechanisms, which I have had to draw on in the past, and have done so successfully. So she said that if I am keen, she thinks I am a good candidate, and she will support me. In fact in talking to her I realised that I was actually looking forward to having something good and positive to focus on during this time of heart break and turmoil. It will be good to look back on this year and have something good and meaningful to remember and to be proud of. Tick.

Second hurdle was meeting with the gynae to see if I have all the right bits and that they are all working as expected. So off I went. This gynae works in the same practice as my regular gynae. It's quite ironic actually that my gynae is a fertility specialist (which I originally did not know as I was referred to him by a midwife) which I totally didn't need, and that I am now using their practice for fertility treatment. I also know one of the theatre sisters very well - though our children. And I have been in contact with my gynae a lot in the past year via doula clients. Anyway this other doc is wonderful. Very friendly and so gentle - unbelievably so actually. Makes everything painless (literally), quick and easy. So I had a scan and was found to be functioning. Tick.

Third I had to get blood work done. Which was done, and I have had no news of having any dreaded diseases, so it seems I am all clear. Tick.

Forth, was getting my Mirena contraceptive removed. This was done yesterday. I bumped into my regular gynae while I was in the waiting room. I actually felt a bit guilty and so I felt compelled to tell him that I wasn't 'cheating on him'. He was interested in why I was there though, and when I told him he mocked me saying 'Is there something wrong with you!?' He is such a sweet man though. I adore him. anyway, again the procedure was quick, easy and painless - even though a dreaded speculum was required. The good doc warmed it first (I told you he was great! I am so rude I have even asked the donor coordinator if he is married. Teehee!). Tick.

So all the hurdles have been jumped and boxes ticked, and now I am on the pill so that I can synchronise my cycles with that of the recipient, and then once she is at the right point in her cycle, I will be called in to start the hormone jabs. I will need to administer most of these myself for about 10 days or so until the eggies are ready for 'harvesting'.

I am expecting to go a little psycho then so: *Disclaimer* I will not be held responsible for anything I do or say while I am on these hormones. I am going to be pleading temporary insanity.

Then I go in an have the eggs retrieved - the hardest part, and then I'll be done, and then the recipient gets them and hopefully at least one decides to become her child.

I am actually quite excited about this now. Yay me, I am doing something good! Strength through adversity...

So please think warm, happy and healthy thoughts for me, my eggs, and my dear recipient couple, that all goes well and that their dreams are fulfilled.