As a former infertility patient, I know what it’s like to live with the disease of infertility. The feeling of helplessness and lack of control is extremely emotional. For me, not having insurance benefits through an employer, in addition to being infertile, was like pouring salt on an open wound. Fertility Within Reach was developed

‘Twas the day of the transfer and out the door we went, My hormones were raging and I felt emotionally spent. The stockings were hung by the stirrups with care, In hopes that a baby soon would be there. The nurse was prepping and readying the bed, While visions of implantation danced in my head.

I had a friend once who said that the challenges that couples face are like a six-hundred pound gorilla in the room; they’re big, they’re ugly, and you don’t look them directly in the eyes. Infertility was our six-hundred pound gorilla for a while. It was a beast. A monster. Our own journey began with

I’ve spent most of my teenage and adult life convincing myself that I didn’t want to be a mother. Rather than admit the hurt and loss of not being able to physically carry my own child, I emphatically said out loud that I didn’t want kids. As you may have guessed, that was never met

My meetings occur behind closed doors, sometimes at a table in a carpeted room, other times clustered in an imaginary circle in an exam room, chairs scraping against linoleum as we get into position. I may meet with a woman or a man in attendance on her or his own, or together as a couple