desire

‘It was happening all over again. Before they wheeled me away, my husband kissed me. ‘I love you.’ We had one egg left. The last thing I remember was tears falling as they put a mask on my face.’

“I woke up 15 minutes later, still delirious when my doctor opened the door. I sat in silence. Click…click…click. The silence continued. I knew something was right. I put one arm on his back and one over my eyes and began to sob. I am a ‘fixer’ and I couldn’t fix this.”

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