Six miscarriages. One stillbirth. Four years. ⁣

Keywords: my story , break the silence , finding my voice , miscarriage , recurrent miscarriage , still a taboo , stillbirth

That’s what it took for me to find my voice and finally share my story. And that’s when A Drug Named Hope was born.⁣

https://adrugnamedhope.com/2020/08/11/giving-birth-to-my-voice

It was both frightening and liberating because I could finally be in charge of my own body, rather than sitting back and feeling lost in the void of having a genetic cancer syndrome

Keywords: breast surgery , breastcanceradvocate , cancer awareness , cancerawareness , check your breasts , li fraumeni , li fraumeni awareness , mastectomy , prophylactic mastectomy

I’m trying to reclaim my body whilst saying goodbye to it at the same time. Life is a series of paradoxical nightmares.

https://thehaplessandhappydiariesofaimee.wordpress.com/2020/07/24/what-it-means-to-say-goodbye-to-your-body

It all made sense why about three days a month I genuinely believe everyone is talking badly about me, that no one likes me, or that I am annoying everyone

Keywords: awareness, cycle, disability, Emotional, Everyone Hates Me, Experience, Hormones, menstral, PMDD, PMDDawareness, PMS, Symptoms, women

It’s also to blame for sometimes being sure the friends I have only pretend to be my friends. I am so hard on myself and legitimately think I cannot do anything right, my irritability would add to that thinking, so I would get irritated and on-edge. Unfortunately, sometimes it goes deeper than irritability and lack of confidence, this is when my most intense and anxious thoughts are constant. It is when I imagine my life without the people I love or I ask the horrific question: would I be missed if I was gone? 

https://lifebetweenthelines725.wordpress.com/2020/04/29/pmdd-journey

A Very Un-ladylike Embryo Transfer

embryo transfer, FET, frozen embryo transfer, infertility, ivf, pcos

Infertility Coping

**this is an old post of mine that I drafted over the summer after my first FET. Figured I’d share it now. I did not post it in “real time” because I didn’t want to jynx anything. This was the FET that resulted in my 3rd miscarriage. I sounded so happy and optimistic below, sigh…***

When I first started blogging I told myself to try to stay away from my personal medical details, but once I got thrown into the realm of IVF I feel myself crossing the boundary between sharing and oversharing! Full disclosure, I get pretty blunt here- but not too graphic or anything. The purpose isn’t to scare you about transfers, but rather to provide some comic relief to this whole thing! Something where you can say, “glad that didn’t happen to me!”

Ok, so my transfer is a frozen embryo transfer. To prep my uterus for…

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Testing with Prince Valium

For Fuck's Sake, Now I Have Cancer

Well, you would THINK having said prince would help while having my second breast MRI but sadly, not so much. I think it slightly relaxed me but I was still laying on that crazy table, wondering about how much I should breathe etc. Its a rotten, miserable test (see previously posted, detailed blog) and I hate it. The poor, poor nurses that have to have me in that machine. Im a cranky horrible patient whenever Im there bc it’s just so uncomfortable. But, whatever. I got find out some super news though. Evidently Ill have to have one of these once a year. I’m doubling up on the valium and Mary’s going to have to wheel me out of there next time.

After, we went to get breakfast and I had a delish omelette and much needed coffee. Mary L. was with me the whole time. I know Ive said…

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