Never getting out of Hell, Or so it seems

Well, we had some disappointing news today. Apparently the surrogate has cysts on her ovaries, thus leading us to believe that something had happened between her birth control pills and the Lupron to cause her to flare up. Seems to be some sort of miscommunication...between the clinic and the surrogate which leaves us in an uncomfortable position. We are not there to double check everything and have to go on what we are told.

Frustrating to say the least, that now our retrieval /transfer which was supposed to take place August 1st or so, is going to be pushed back for at least a month. That is if nothing else goes wrong. My husband is going to have a heart attack over it all. I'm trying to keep a level head, knowing that we have no control over any of it.

And that may be the hardest part. Giving up control.
I guess we wait and see.

Back to Hell Part Deux

Well, where was I??? Oh yes, Back to square one...
After realizing that we had just spent money to fly our potential surrogate to the clinic and paying said clinic to have her seen, we were to put it mildly, a bit dismayed.
But we didn't give up hope of finding a match. We waited patiently and finally heard from our agency. They had a new surrogate for us to meet. She lived in Florida and since we were planning a trip anyway we decided to meet up with her on the last leg of our trip.
We met up at an Olive Garden somewhere in Orlando, and with her she brought her husband and the agency owner. They seemed like a very nice, average all american couple, eager to make an impression, eager to get started. We sat around the table discussing everything ...what our expectations were , and how it compared with theirs. The spoke of their children and we of our longing for them. We finished up and said our goodbyes.
After much consideration we decided we would move forward with the couple., if they agreed also. And so a new match was born so to speak. Contracts were drawn and signed and we were on our way!