Apparently, over the weekend the baby panda that was born recently @ the National Zoo died. Poor baby. And poor mama. It's one of my worst fears: after trying for years to get pregnant, what if something finally sticks & I lose it? A dear friend recently went through this: she was pregnant with twins after years of infertility & inexplicably lost one of the babies @ 36 weeks. I cannot imagine what it's like to finally be blessed with a child while having to bury another one @ the same time. The universe is truly unfair.
I was especially struck by one of the comments from the zoo staff in this article: "This is devastating for all of us here. It's hard to describe how much passion and energy and thought and care has gone into this". I wonder, do REs feel this way about us as their patients? I believe mine does, but maybe she feels it more than most because she went through 6 years of TTC before her son was born thanks to IVF. Or are we seen merely as stats, as I believe I was @ the practice where I did IVF#1? What's your experience been?