Candace- I received a box and a few random packages at my doorstep. Walking up reluctantly to my door, I took a deep breath gathered them all and brought them in the house. It took a while to open these packages, I would say at least a week. Finally, I couldn’t ignore it any longer. It was time. I grabbed a kitchen knife, and plunged it into the tape and looked over the thousands of dollars of medications. It was eerily symbolic to cutting open an old wound. A month prior I had been in and out of the fertility clinic. Once a week, then 3 times, then every other day. Circa 2011-2013, my previous IVF stimulation and FET cycles would start on day 1 (when the rodeo of the cotton cowboy would commence). A lot has happened since then, a missing uterus for starters. That complicates things. Fertility doctors have to focus on bloodwork and ultrasounds. I kept those stirrups warm over the course of 3 weeks. All of this guessing and pin pointing go time, came with a bill that hosted several zeros on the end of it. This we did not anticipate. So note to self, no uterus = mo’ money, mo’ fertility problems.