Infertile Jetsetter- Oh the Life

Going overseas for fertility treatments is one thing. But I think I'd be a lousy infertile jetsetter. I've known several people who have traveled to other countries for infertility-related services and procedures: IVF, surrogacy, egg donors... for many reasons. This I understand.  But once, when I was going through it all, a woman tried to convince me that not only was it a fab idea to travel to other countries for fertility treatments but what a wonderful opportunity to make it a romantic second honeymoon vacation getaway at the same time.

All I could hear was my own voice in my head:

"So obviously she's never been through infertility...Let alone gone anywhere to cure it."

Infertile jetsetter you say? I mean how are we going to "getaway" from it all, when, infertility, the thing we're trying to get away from is coming with us?

Infertile jetsetter you say? Let's picture this, shall we?: We're flying to a country we've never been to before. Don't know the language, the culture, the medical staff...or most importantly:  The outcome of our procedures. Why not have a good time?! Hey, let's party!

party on beach

Infertile Jetsetter Destination #1: Michael Phelps Here I Come! 

Infertile jetsetter you say? I believe in the whole zen, 'live in the moment" thing. I just don't think I'd personally be able to fly to, say, Brazil and schedule my egg retrieval between Olympic events.

"Alright, pole vaulting's at three... Then I have a little break during wrestling. How long will the procedure take? I'd really like to be back for synchronized swimming... Then I'm trying to squeeze in my breast lift on Thursday... You don't do breasts too, do you? That would really save time."

Infertile Jetsetter Destination #2: Olé! Ow! Olé! Ow!

Or I think Spain would be a great vacation spot for an infertile jetsetter. Does anyone know a good fertility clinic in Pamplona? Maybe we can schedule my IVF transfer around the Running of the Bulls.  I get a long needle stuck into my butt every night. Gored by a bull? I probably wouldn't even notice.

Laughing IS Conceivable


Infertile Jetsetter Destination #3: Bon Jour Roger Federer. Je suis Lori.

Oh and my husband and I are both huge tennis fans. Do you think maybe we can find a Parisian egg donor and arrange for her to ovulate in the Spring? If we could coordinate with the French Open, that would be great so we won't have to make two trips.

Infertile Jetsetter Destination #4: One of those Last Minute Whims that We Infertile Jetsetters are Prone to

Or could you maybe find out where Brad Pitt is shooting his latest film and where the closest fertility clinic to the set is? I think it would be fun to crash at the Brangelina's at this trying time.  And it would help prepare us for taking care of kids. Or change our minds about having them altogether.

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