IVF and Iraq

She came to the clinic
for her first appointment
along with her husband.

She cried and cried.

He was leaving for war
in a week.

He was macho and composed
as all men are when they are
going off to "fight."
OO-Rah

At the end of the appointment
the nurse didn't know what to say.

What can you say to someone
who is essentially a
stranger, but may never
return from war??
Take care? Good luck?
Hope you'll be OK?
See you later??
All she could manage
was "Be safe."

The wife was going to
do IVF without him.
Go through her first
cycle alone.

It's incredible that
she would want to get
pregnant and possibly
be a single parent.

Whenever she came to the clinic
the nurse gave her TLC.
The nurse went up to the procedure
area the morning of her
retrieval, so she would
see a familiar face.

She was tearful.
When she was waking up
she was crying. She
wanted her husband.
The staff wanted him to be
there too.

In spite of all
her effort,
she didn't get pregnant.
She suffered alone,
without him.

While he was fighting
a war, she was fighting
for her fertility.

What a terrible thing
war is.

What a terrible thing
infertility is.

She deserved a medal
for bravery and courage
to endure it.

The ending was happy.
Although the war in Iraq
wasn't over,
her husband came home.
She got pregnant on her
own.

She won her war.

In spite of Iraq and
IVF, she delivered a
healthy baby.

Thank you God.

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