Today, my partner received his results and they were not good. Between his low sperm count (although mobility is good) and my potential type II diabetes and/or endometriosis, its a damn, depressing, down day. We’re trying to be upbeat and positive, but how can I be positive when this is his third experience with possible infertility.
This is how I feel.
We know that we will make it through this time, but sometimes we’re allowed to say, “this fucking sucks and I feel like crap!”
Tomorrow I’ll pick myself up and be positive. But for today, since I have no one to vent on or yell at, but note: “I’ll be sad, I’ll be blue and hope this situation won’t be true.”
New Mom Diaries: Day 213