I would have sought out 2nd, 3rd, even 4th opinions for my female problems and not listen to my doctor who kept saying it was scar tissue when it was endometrosis and didn't get properly diagnosed until it had destroyed my fallopian tubes, ovaries and any possibility of me ever having children.

I know just how you feel. I'm 41 and haven't been able to have babies either. There's a lonliness there that most can't even start to imagine. Questioning God about what is so bad about me that He doesn't want any part of me to passed on to a next generation. The anger you feel when people with kids tell you how lucky you are to not have THAT responsibility. I've even decided that I have to buy myself a really awesome tombstone so someone in the distant future will bother to stop and look at it. People look for their parents' and grandparents' graves, but who goes looking for the childless greataunt's? Sorry, I know that sounds morbid, but I enjoy wandering around cemetaries seeing beautiful tributes to loved ones and imagining family histories. My Aunt has taken me out every couple of years ever since I was a kid, we always discover local history and it's such a peaceful way to spent time together and catch up in privacy.

You need to tell her that, if you havn't.

Yes it certainly is a different kind of loneliness than most people ever experience. For me, I had more issues with not having a CHOICE. It would be one thing if I were able to choose not to have children. But I never had a choice...it was taken away from me before I even had time to think about children. Then add in that my last husband left me two months after my hysterectomy after telling me for almost 10 years that it did not matter to him that I couldn't have children. Timing is everything ya? I guess the reality was just too much for him and his family was always pressuring him about us having kids. He knew from the beginning that I couldn't...just didn't bother ever telling any of them that I guess. So now it's very difficult to think about getting old and the very real possibility that there will be no one there with me. I love the idea of an awesome headstone...but I don't want to be buried. I made my best friend promise that if she was still alive when I died, no matter where she was, that she would make sure I was cremated and that my ashes were scattered someplace cool. Her husband asked if he could add some to his weed and roll me up in a joint and smoke me! That sounded pretty cool to me!

I understand that, I had no choice either. I lost a baby at 17 and think the quack doctor in the er messed me up while doing the d&c. I also lost my ex because I couldn't give him a baby. Lost him to my own niece, he moved out 6 weeks ago and their baby is due July 11th. And my sister had the gall to ask me if they should send me an invitation to the baby shower! So yeah, timing is everything. Don't give up hope of finding a wonderful guy out there for you. It can be really hard some days, but there will be someone right for each of us.

((((((((((OKCUTIE67)))))))))) Thanks, you don't know how much I needed that hug! Bet you could use one, too!