I thought about putting an inspirational infertility quote here, but instead I'll share that once I got out of a moving vehicle while on Clomid. I was hormonal, enraged and hulking out. I was a lurched animal in a cage.  Once I escaped, I walked for blocks while my husband slowly drove next to me. Eventually I cried it out, calmed down, and finally got back in the car. He never mentioned it again.

PSA

I feel like I’ve been heavy on the male doctor bashing in my recent blogs. I just want to clarify that I, in no way, have anything against male doctors. I have literally zero preference in gender when it comes to my health care.

My Earth angel, Dr. Sanfillipo, is the reason I’m a mother. He is an incredible, sensitive, smart, and wonderful man. Dr. Joaquin, another male physician, was also instrumental in the success of my IVF journey. The male resident who ordered the ultrasound that discovered my retained placenta, is no doubt going to be an amazing doctor.

I love dudes. I’m around them all the time. I just happened to find myself in a group of four incredibly egotistical, insulting, careless doctors, who happen to be men. So, fuck those guys; not the entire gender in that profession.

This has been a public service announcement from the mind and vagina of Heather Shurina.

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