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Some of the specialists I saw had been very dismissive of my condition and suggested it was my body going through adolescent changes. It was only when I was admitted to the emergency room that they finally took my case seriously.
My Gynaecologist performed surgery on me and when I came round she told me that I had been a month away from a full hysterectomy and that it was highly unlikely I would ever conceive naturally.
At 24 I was diagnosed with relapse/remitting multiple sclerosis and it was recommended that if wanted a family of my own I should try sooner rather than later. By age 28 I had inflamed fallopian tubes and I was admitted into Hospital to have both tubes removed due to infection, in fact, only the right tube was removed as the left was considered to be capable of healing.
I was 36 when I found that I was suffering from an ectopic pregnancy, this was treated with methotrexate, a drug used to treat cancer patients, however, after two doses of this drug my left fallopian tube ruptured and caused internal bleeding, I was rushed to Accident and Emergency in a very bad state. They operated but only removed the damaged part of the tube, leaving me vulnerable to further ectopic pregnancies should I attempt any kind of fertility treatment. I was off work for two months during which time I saw a psychologist to help me through the very difficult time because it was clear to me that to have a baby I was going to have 100% assistance.
Two years later while my partner Nick and I were holidaying in the Maldives, South Asia, we made the decision to embark on IVF. Our first appointment was August that year but sadly the attempt was unsuccessful. The second attempt was in January 2009 but yet again the blood test came back negative and I was recommended to try using donor eggs. While researching this as an option we made a third attempt, at age 39 , this was also unsuccessful.
Shortly after this last failed attempt Nick was offered a position to work in Trinidad and Tobago. We seriously considered this and by October we made our first trip there. While on this inaugural trip Nick asked me to marry him at the Asa Wright Nature Reserve, one of the most beautiful places on Earth.
Two months later we got married at Chelsea Old Town Hall here in England. We spent our wedding night in the Kipling Suite at The Nutfield Priory near Redhill, Surrey and the following morning attended church in the snow for my nieces christening where I was made Godmother. Life was good.
That January we packed up, stored, shipped both our personal belongings and our two beloved cats and hosted a farewell drinks party for friends before heading off to start our new adventure living in the Caribbean.
Once settled I got in touch with a friend living in Grenada who told me about her experience at the Barbados Fertility Centre. She has four year old twins courtesy of BFC and a surprise little boy two years later.
As for us, the rest, as they say, is history.
My first injections for this fourth cycle began on my 41st Birthday, then in April we travelled to the Barbados Fertility Centre for the final stages. A week and a half later I started bleeding and although I remained as calm as possible I simply wasn't convinced this was just implantation bleeding. It persisted and, in fact, went on for just over two weeks, during which time I did two pregnancy tests, both of which appeared to me as inconclusive as there was only a very faint line. We were advised to go for quantitative hcg blood tests, the first result came back at 114 which I didn't realise at first was a good thing. I was beside myself !!!!! So was Nick. The tests were repeated two days later and having proceeded with great caution we were quietly excited when the level came back at 200 ... it was rising ! Four days later it was 430 and again, four days later it was 1,034, we could go for a scan and we finally started to think that I really might be pregnant !
It took some time to allow ourselves to be excited at what was happening, we didn't want to be disappointed, but the truth was that I really had a new life inside me ... our darling gorgeous Kitty.