Hello and thanks to everyone who took 5 minutes from his life to read this.
My name is Lior.i am 28 years old ,from Yavneh. Married to Eli for 4 years.
And the truth? With all the difficulties I've been through and I'm still going through,
Writing this post and exposure is the hardest thing for me.
Perhaps because it is hard to reveal anything as personal, belongs to you and your husband.
But there are certain stages that do not have too many choices and if I do not ask for help I will probably never have a child.
On 06.11.14 I and my husband got married and like most couples the next step was to bring children and raise a family.
After 12 months in which we could not get pregnant we went to a private doctor. Specialist in fertility treatments
We were with him for 6 months and we performed failed insemination treatments.
The connection with the professor was not good and all the time we felt that he was scorning us.
After a year of failed insemination, we decided to try our luck and go to a doctor who has received many recommendations. How does everyone like to say? change your place change your luck.
We started the whole procedure from the beginning with the doctor at the HMO.
Again tell about our situation, again bureaucracy, testing and mental difficulty.
I no longer speak about the physiological and mental changes, because at this stage
You are ready to do everything to win a child.
Eli, my husband told me that in one of the insemination cases, when he held my head at a very painful stage, the doctor seemed to get in trouble and after a few moments, a lot of blood began to flow and after we realized that he [the doctor] had wounded me. So of course the insemination did not succeed and we discovered that I had been wounded in the cervix but luckily there was nothing to prevent us from getting pregnant.
We went on looking for another professor, family, friends or anyone who could tell his success stories and conquer us.
My mother, who underwent her own treatments and adopted a son from Brazil [my brother], was treated by a fertility doctor who was found to be still a professor of fertility treatments. We started treatments with him to this day.
Two more years passed. Two years in which I had 7 drowsies for egg extraction, 657 needles injected into my body [I counted and felt every one of them] thousands of steroids, endless weeping mental falls both at home and at work, sleep difficulties, anger at the world, difficulties in relationships and especially anger at myself that I might Not good enough to have a child.
Until..
On 10.1.18 [my adopted brother's birthday] I was told that the most amazing thing happened!
I'm pregnant - not with one child - with twins !!
I do not have to tell you about happiness and sparkle in your eyes that day.
I felt that I had received everything, that I no longer lacked anything in life.
Also, as with any pregnancy of a girl who undergo IVF treatment and regularly take steroids, I was closely monitored and waited patiently and with great concern at every pulse test.
Week 7 - Happiness !!! There is a pulse and the pass is fine !!
Relief relief! We begin to understand that we have emerged from this terrible trouble, and of course we have continued to follow.
At 03.18 we came to another routine checkup with our professor when we were all very excited
[I am my husband and my mother].
During the test I felt that something was wrong
And I ask the professor, "Everything okay?" "Why the pale man?" "Why are you quiet"?
"Everything is okay with the passersby?"
The professor's reply was written on his face
"I'm sorry, I do not know how to tell you this but there is no pulse to 2 embryos."
"I think you're wrong ... it can not be."
"I wish I were wrong," he replied.
at this point,
You must already understand that I have no way of conveying the pain, sorrow and crying.
I'm not sure if you know but I've already fallen in love with the 2 cells that were the total size of the English pepper.
I spent five days walking around without a pulse in the womb until I had a turn for Gerida.
Once more anesthesia is full again physical pain and further cramps in the womb.
And if that was not enough, we were told that we had to wait half a year without trying to have children.
Today, 27.12.18 we received results from another fertilization. The last we did.
The result: negative - no pregnancy.
And the truth? I broke down.
I broke down from hearing no
I broke down physically and I can not inject myself any more
I broke down mentally and was tired of fighting things I could not control
So after years of trying to make my life a walking nightmare
I give up, raise my hands and do not fight nature anymore.
And if you ask anyone who knows me, you will understand that such words do not come out of my mouth so easily.
My husband and I decided,
Enough of the failed attempts, if we have not succeeded so far, the time has come to think differently. Think about adoption.
There are enough children in the world who need a mother and father,
A warm home and a small hope for a better life.
We are able to give them love and warmth that they lack.
So we turn to you, please.
Help us get the money we need to start the adoption process abroad
To give the child who sits there and wait for a warm and loving home
Give us [Lior and Eli] a child running around the house, smiling, Isaac and growing up in a beloved place.
I thank you very much for reading this far, I do not understand this at all!
In the hope that I will be able to raise the desired amount,
Lior and eli
