Cycle number 5 was breaking point for us, well for me anyway. Just a little tip for those viewing at home: if you find yourself driving yourself to hospital in the wee hours of the morning convinced you are having a heart attack…..several times a week, then it may be time to pop a valium, sleep for 2 days and then have a really good look at what is happening in your life. So after a myriad of heart and lung tests at the local emergency room that is exactly what we did.
At the time, we had just moved into our new home in a beautiful new subdivision full of young families, just the kind of place you see a father and son kicking the footy at the local park and a procession of young mums pushing their babies in prams along the footpath. Foo and I were out for an afternoon walk with our little white fluffball, when it dawned on us….we needed to take back control. By then end of our walk it was decided. Our house was going on the market, we were moving back to Tassie and giving IVF the flick. We were going to find a new way to create a family and we were going to start the adoption process.
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| "Our little Fluffball Oscar" |
2 comments:
This is one of my saddest moments when you told me you weren't continue, and you were leaving us and going back to Tassy (how we miss you so much). I remember telling Gary that you were giving up and how I found it hard to accept. He said to me " It's their decision Cook, don't you go saying anything and making them feel bad abot it " don't think I listened..
We miss you so much xxx
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