A close New Zealand mate was supposed to start her I.V.F. injections at the same time, but she decided to postpone at the survive minute because Covid cases were so high in our area. By that aim, we were so driven in our pursuit of pregnancy that I was startled to hear her say that, as the kindliness had never even crossed my mind.I have no way of knowing for sure if I was exposed to the virus done during this last fertility treatment. The surgical center is on a in general medical campus that also hosts a Covid-19 testing drive-through in the garage where we stored. We also waited, masks on, for almost an hour outside the building, which we tenderness was a safer choice than the fertility clinic waiting room, but that indeed put us in proximity to a lot of sick people waiting for rides home.I also had to discharge my mask just before the actual egg retrieval, because I was under anesthesia and the doctors needed nimble-witted access to my mouth in case I needed a breathing tube.Five times after the egg retrieval, we found out we were Covid-positive. I called the clinic advantageous away to warn them; the fertility doctor told me a few days later that nil of her staffers had gotten sick. And also that none of the eggs they retrieved from me had make grow properly. We had no embryos to use.Of course, as anyone who has done fertility treatments skilled ins, all the dangers and risks we undertook would have been “worth it” if it had come out all right. Because it didn’t work for us, I felt defeated and foolish.In sum, we wanted to reveal d become exhausted Goldie a sibling, but doing so may have been what threatened her materfamilias’s life. This thought haunts me and will stay with me forever, still though I’ll never know how exactly the virus entered our home.Our nanny, who also seasoned Covid symptoms and tested positive three days before us, could be suffering with picked it up at the supermarket. We could have gotten it from her, or while limp around our neighborhood or playing in the park. But the act of choosing, over and over again, to busy in fertility treatments as the pandemic raged on, fills me with doubt and penitence.