Flip the script? What’s that all about? If you haven’t heard, this week, the last full week in April every year in fact, is NIAW: National Infertility Awareness Week. Resolve.org (a great place for all things infertility & family building– resources, advocacy etc) comes up with a specific theme every year for NIAW. This year’s theme is: “Flip the Script”. I can’t accept that. Couldn’t they call it something else? Anything else? I know it’s just me. But see, this is the thing: My guilty pleasure (okay, 1 of 26) is watching Maury.
To sum it up: People want to find out if they’re really the baby-daddy or if their boyfriend is cheating so they think it would be a good idea– I still have no idea why– to find out on national television. Anyway, I adore Maury the host, but in an attempt to sound hip and current, things come out of his mouth that should not come out of any 80 year old’s mouth like: “You accused your man of cheating and now he’s flipped the script. You wouldn’t do him like that, would you?”
RESOLVE likely didn’t expect “Flip the Script” to be as controversial a phrase choice as it’s turned out to be. (The controversy beginning and ending with Maury and me of course.) I think their intention is to inspire everyone dealing with infertility to be out and proud… maybe not proud… just not ashamed about it: A catalyst to get people suffering in silence to at least talk about it, share, help, and inform those around us within and without the infertility community.
Funny thing is: I’ve always been the biggest in the closet out of the closet infertile person. I mean, I have this blog about my own personal infertility exploits. And I have a book about it. And I’m forever skulking around the support groups talking about it… but with my friends, family, neighbors and coworkers… I really don’t discuss it much and never really did… not even while I was going through treatments.
I’ve never felt shame or embarrassment. It was more: “This is so not at all your business” or “I spend half my day living it, I really don’t feel like spending the other half recounting the first half.”
I’ve always felt strongly that infertility is so personal that you have to do what’s best for you. If you’re honest with yourself and you’re honestly suffering because you’re not sharing what you’re going through with friends, family, the general public., open up, let it out. Expect no particular reaction. They might be supportive. They might be judgmental. They might say a bunch of dumb things. Or a combo platter of all three. Nothing you can do about that. Your only goal should be to share with them what you feel you need to. Screw how they react. That’s their issue, not yours.
I’ve always spoken candidly about my IUI/IVF/FET experiences with others going through it and family of others going through it… but as far as my own family and friends… whatever. I’ve always been wildly inconsistent with the details, I’d make some vague comment like: “Yeah, I’m going back to the doctor today. I’m trying to get pregnant.” Let them think I was sleeping with the doctor. Who cares? Then two days later they’d ask how it went and I’d say: “Fine” and walk away or just act like I didn’t even know what they were referring to. When people at work compared notes behind my back, I’m sure it just sounded like I was making stuff up as I went. I figured that was okay because it was right in line with the treatments themselves: The medical staff sounded like they were making things up too. I remember the first time the nurse told me in her cheery “no big deal” voice:
“So every night you’re going to pinch your stomach and give yourself an injection subcutaneously.”
I was in a fog: “Wait. Hold up. I’m going to give myself injections? Are you sure? That doesn’t sound right.”
“It’s easy. You dial this pen…”
“I’m sticking myself with a pen? Do you really work here? Don’t take this personally, but is there maybe another nurse I can double-check this with?.. Or a doctor? Or the billing person? She always seems to be around.”
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